That's it really.
I'm always hungry, always.
I want to eat all the time, my life revolves around food.
My tongue is currently covered in ulcers because of all the salty shite I've shovelled down my gullet the last 24hrs, but my mind keeps wandering and going over all the things I want to eat in the next 24hrs even though my whole mouth hurts.
I love my family but I don't enjoy them all that much.
All I seem to take pleasure in is food, I should be in bed but I stayed up so I could gorge myself of crap without distraction, without an audience.
I wish I could live without food. I wish I never had to allocate a slice of my mind to the thought of preparing, cooking or eating.
But I wonder if I would just replace it with something else, probably.