I think I have sex addiction, but like, for food! Is it sex addiction? I don't know! I JUST have a creeping fear of eating food.
Oh my gosh no! I can't eat ANYTHING. I've got to start eating more and more and more food, and then, you know? I'll have to eat less and less food.
That sounds like a good idea!
With that in mind, I will decide to eat more food.
Ah, good news! My fear is unfounded! I am eating less and eating more, and I'm seriously eating less.
So if you can't eat anything, at least you're not sexing up for a forsaken, desiccated stomach?
Food is for sassy people!
I guess! And the thing is, you can't really tell from looking at someone's body. It's all guesswork!
Maybe I'll wonder how my body looks after eating, and then Dromiceiomimus will be sad again!
That's nothing, T-Rex! You can't really tell from looking at someone's body. They're just you.
That means I'm doomed to being a tastefulateur!
*T-Rex, I have low self-esteem; please, help me out, of dieting or job or whatever!
*Dromiceiomimus, you have low self-esteem; please, help me out by helping me out!
Good to hear!