Acid Police.

I should really probably eat. It's been...probably almost twenty-four hours since the last time I consumed anything solid. But I know any attempts will probably be in vain. I have no appetite.

Goddamn those words stung last night. Especially this beautiful couplet:

If I do it now, it'll hurt for a little bit/
But if we stay together it's just going to hurt forever.

Ouch. If that's not a plea for a break-up, subconciously or not, I don't know what is.