For most of my life-- I admit it-- I was passionately involved in a chemical romance. It manifested itself in many forms. My bleached platinum hair. Slightly more covert was my love of Hostess Sno-Balls, the most synthetic food in human history. It was a toxic relationship, but I didn't fully realize what was doing to my body until I was strong enough to put a stop to it all. Last January, I made a sudden decision to seek greener pastures. It hasn't been easy, but I do what I can to keep it green.
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