I am a loser

Yes, another day is upon me and I feel like a loser again. Not the kind that is the loser of weight, I have no broblem being that kind of loser. The loser I am talking about is someone who cannot control their mouth. Not speech but, the consumption of all the vile nonsense that makes her the biggest gainer. I don't know why this fight between my mind and my mouth has to go on! Can't we all just get along? Can't my mind stop taking over and shmoozing my mouth into thinking that this is okay? A few chips here and a couple cookies here. Yeah, they are enemies and my body is the result of their bitter feud. I am like the child caught in the middle. Only my body and myself suffer.