i wanna hold em like they do in texas, please.

hunger is a funny thing.
and i say that because if i don't get food every few hours, i feel hungry.

hunger is a peculiar thing.
i kind of enjoy the rumbling of my stomach.
all i can think about is the food i can shut it up with.
sushi? mashed potatoes? chicken fried steak?
my favorites.

but it feels good to be in control of something.
i am in control of what gets put into my body.
i can choose to eat now, at 2:47 AM.
which is not a good thing for the combination of digestion and sleep.
something about your body slowing down when you sleep,
and how digestion needs your body to be awake.
i don't know - i dropped out of AP Biology.

hunger is an interesting thing.
i'm all about connections. and it binds together. the hunger, i mean.
everyone feels hungry at one point in their life.
whether they're rich or poor, tall or short, fat or skinny.

hunger is a relative thing.
some go hungry not by choice.
some go hungry by choice.
for those not choosing hunger, they lack the funds.
for those choosing hunger, they lack self-esteem.

we all lack something.

it's quite sad that some people choose to not eat.
when there are people that would practically kill for a meal.
even a stick of negatively calorized celery.

i applaud the anorexics and bulimics.
that's called self-control. or desperation.
which of both i do not possess.

if it were up to me, i would not eat and be starving too much.
i've tried before. and it didn't work out.
why?, you ask.
because i couldn't sleep because of the hunger crawling around in my body.

at that point, i had to choose sleep or skinny.
i chose the first. obviously, have you seen me lately?

i wish i grew up in a world where the plumper you were meant you could afford food.
now it's about the health nuts.
if i had the money, i would be skinny.

i feel like people can't look past my fat. i can be a person underneath your judgements.