I can’t swallow anything solid and I’m so very hungry. This sore throat is officially cruel and unusual punishment.

I know that I need to suck it up and accept that I have to eat what’s in the house but I simply can’t. There’s absolutely nothing in the house that I find palatable beyond a few bites. I crave beef smothered with dripping cheese dammit! I feel like throwing a temper tantrum, though it’s not like in doing so it would do me any good.

I’ve been fussy lately, I’m ravenously hungry but I don’t want any of the food that’s in the house. I splurged last night and bought Dominos for myself and my father. I can’t do that tonight so, I need to suck it up and find something I find palatable.
Also, I got your question mysteriousanon but I haven’t felt up to answering it yet. I will as soon as I feel more articulate and less aloof.

I’m ravenously hungry but there isn’t a thing in the house that I want to eat. I want one of these, now. Actually, I’ll take two or maybe three.
I love this song. If anyone else watches Sons of Anarchy they’ll know how perfect this song fit the closing scenes of the season finale.
On an absolutely unrelated note; I’m ravenously hungry, again. I think I’m going to make chili cheese tater tots for breakfast.

I’m ravenously hungry! I want at least four of these right now. This is one of those times where not having a car really sucks.
doesn’t mean I’m desperate. So don’t act like you’re doing me a favor by hitting on me.
Truer words were never spoken.

Idealistically? This. Realistically? A man that is as tall as or taller than I am and of slim to average build. Contrary to popular belief, I’m not actually a mutual gainer. I mean no one a personal offense but I’m simply not attracted to heavy set men.









