technically it’s saturday already
since it’s 1.40 am,
but… i just couldn’t resist writing about this.
i hope you understand what it’s like.
see: finger covered in smears of peanut butter
about a quarter of the jar gone in two days
a spoon to dig it out with
a piece of bread to spread it on
smell: the nutty smell of peanut butter
the carby smell of whole wheat bread
there’s nobody here.
why else do you think i’m still binging on peanut butter?
taste: peanut butter.
oh, peanut butter.
partially hydrogenated vegetable oils.
I need help.