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It's sad to say that I feel more addicted to a hazel nut spread than I feel addicted to cigarettes. I'll start eating nutella, I'll have a spoon then another and then some more. After 20 minutes the jar will be about empty and I still want fucking more. When the ordeal is complete I realize what a sad, selfish, pitiful child I was and then make fake promises to myself that it won't happen again.
I feel as if I'm crack whore.