Of Food, Fries and Chemical

Food is the only remedy for my soul. With so many happenings in my life, food provides me the greatest form of release. I'm having this craving for McDonald's fries. I know it's not good to feed on processed food. I don't care like I don't care if my lungs are tainted with second hand smoke or my liver's weakened by alcohol.

Why care when you don't ruin your life but it's ruined by people around you?

I think I fall into the 'emo' category. Though I don't think I have that particular style of dressing but I place too much negativity around me. I'm listening to My Chemical Romance and the album's really good.

Love it love it love it.

What I lack now is good, honest friends to share my life with.