Dear My Beloved Starbucks,
I’ve been doing a lot of thinking and I decided that we are done! It’s not you, it’s me. More specifcally, it’s the whip cream and chocolate that has left a whip cream-ish muffin top on me. I love you more than you’ll ever know, but I can no longer afford you physically or financially(Dave Ramsey will be so proud)!
This will be hard, I will take a new route to work in order to not pass you. I will shop at a different Target, as to not be tempted by you. Oh, how I will miss you so. I will come visit in November for my birthday.
You have always been there for me, hot, steamy and sweet.