You Are What You Eat

You know why I like posting stuff? Well, because I can talk about things that are on my mind and nobody cares about, or rant about things that a hundred people have already ranted about, and talk trash on those that have royally pissed me off without their consent or knowing. Great, huh?

(Plus, I get to reveal my secret inner self where nobody I know would be able to give me a weird look or call me mentally unstable, heheh)

Most don't know this, or simply don't care, or wouldn't believe it. But I'm somewhat of a cold-hearted bitch on the inside. (Yep, the whole intelligent, out-going, happy-go-lucky me is just a cover, sort of) I should come with a warning label: "Guaranteed to Bite. Please Remain at a Safe Distance at All Times." Sad, huh? Oh well. (Not like I need those meds anyway. Just kidding! ...Or am I? Heheh)

Today's Awesome Picture portrays the yummy gummy bears. Sadly, my unforgiving braces don't make eating them easy. FML, right? Heheh. Well, quick thought. If you are what you eat, and you were eating french fries, would it be a french fry eating french fries or a human eating humans. (If you're human than your food is what you are so your food must be human?) Yeah, I know, only I would waste my time on such things. But still. Interesting, huh? :P