Dear food, I hate you… with a passion. You are always around taunting me, laughing at my inability, my weakness to do without you. You know I can’t do without you, not for very long anyways. I know it too. But you don’t have to scream it at my face every day all day! If I could throw every bit of you into the trash I would. As it is, I can’t do that, so I eat you in defiance. Sometimes, when I’m really angry, I get rid of you after I’ve chewed you up and swallowed you. For some reason I think that’ll show you, but then you show your stupid, ugly self again. Everyday…
For heaven’s sake, can’t you just LEAVE ME ALONE?!?!! You get in the way of everything. I want to be thin, got it? And that means there will be no more of YOU!!!
And my victory
And worst enemy
And my burden