I have been stuffing my face with cake, chips and chocolate over the past few days. Kettle chips for breakfast is the meal your parents will have a heart attack and die from when they hear about it. Life should be like this man. Eat hearty, get fat and die happy. "Happy" is a word you learn in kindergarten, and precisely so because it's the purest form of emotion. It's so simple but it means so much. YEAHHH! All I want to do is find a way back into love, and be at peace with myself over the choices and decisions I have made and the things I have done.