I've become addicted to throwing away food; the thought of it not going into my body, the thought of how angry it would make my mother, and the knowledge that my dad works his ass off to pay for it; oh man it feels good!
So far I've trashed:
(I opened everything and poured it out so it can't be recovered)
- two medium-sized bags of cereal
- 3 large slices of dominos pizza (that was all that was left of it)
- a can of progresso soup
- a large king-sized chocolate bar
- a large bag of trail mix
- a large bag of sunflower seeds
- our last pizza pocket
- a can of doctor pepper
If I don't get a handle on this the house is going to be empty before dawn





