Whatever floats your boat, girl

On a spree, of sorts

Cheer me up days

Surreally

There’s no such thing as overdoing

Breakfast for dinner

He loves me, he loves me not (or something like that)

Every time

Will I ever

No regrets, never

• Me:My stomach hurts, was it because of the chocolate?
• Sister:Perhaps you had too much...
• Me:There's never too much chocolate!

She loves her bread

Don’t let it get to you

Get this over with, will ya