I have an issue...

I'm addicted to crack. Heh...kidding. I'm addicted to mango lollipops covered in chilly powder. I can't keep my digets off of them. I've eaten 5 in 2 days. I kind of get bored after the chilly powder wears off.

I am having an issue with weight. 113 lbs. No. I can see my bones. I'm shooting for 127. Hell, at this point 150 would be fabulous.

I never thought in my life that I would actually want to gain weight. I just thought I'd be fat for the rest of my life.

Food holds no interest for me any more because I'm to tired to make it. Hence, I don't eat.

I'll be the fucking thinnest chef alive.