Sharpen Your Knives and Prepare for War

Food.
It is the enemy.
It is the best friend.

I hate food.
I hate it because it's always there.
Calling to me.
I want to eat it because it's there.
I feel sick when I do.
I'm not hungry.
Just bored.
Just sad.
And food is there.

I love food.
I love food because it's always there
I'm sad.
I eat.
I'm angry.
I eat.
I'm lonely.
I eat.
Food is there.
It's comforting to know that something is always there.

Food.
It is the enemy.
It is the best friend.

I eat to much.
I hate food.

I eat because I need to feel full.
Complete.
I love food.

Nobody understands.
I don't blame them.
I don't understand either.

I hate food.
I love food.

Food.
The enemy.
The friend.