I’m 14 FYI and I been eating ♥♥♥♥♥ since I came out my mom, tongue first. I’ll eat ♥♥♥♥♥ without being asked. Heck I’ll eat if you ask. I eat ♥♥♥♥♥ for fun. I devour the ♥♥♥♥♥. I eat ♥♥♥♥♥ from the back. I’ll even eat the ♥♥♥♥♥ on my back like a car mechanic. I eat ♥♥♥♥♥ like corn on the cob. I eat ♥♥♥♥♥ like my life depends on it. I’ll be sleepy as ♥♥♥♥ and STILL ask to eat the ♥♥♥♥♥. I’ll eat the ♥♥♥♥♥ before we ♥♥♥♥, while we ♥♥♥♥, after we ♥♥♥♥, I’m a ♥♥♥♥♥ devil. A ♥♥♥♥♥♥♥ Cookie Monster. I’ll eat ♥♥♥♥♥ while on my stomach and swing my feet in the air. I’ll eat the AIDS right out of a ♥♥♥♥♥. I’ll slap a dude who don’t eat ♥♥♥♥♥ then eat his girl’s ♥♥♥♥♥ right in front of him and ♥♥♥♥ both our lives up. I eat ♥♥♥♥♥ disrespectfully and I don’t apologize for it. Sometimes I eat ♥♥♥♥♥ with my pinky up. I eat ♥♥♥♥♥ like I’m cervical cancer. We meet, it’s mandatory I eat your ♥♥♥♥♥. I eat ♥♥♥♥♥ hanging upside-down from the ceiling like ♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥ Spiderman. I’ll eat ♥♥♥♥♥ and listen to you talk about how stressful your day was. I’ll eat ♥♥♥♥♥ standing up with you on my shoulders like you’re a ♥♥♥♥♥ Go-Gurt. It’s always “eat-♥♥♥♥♥-o-clock” for me. I’m eating ♥♥♥♥♥ rn (right now) while writing this. I’ve been known to lick a ♥♥♥♥♥♥♥ heart right through her ♥♥♥♥♥. I eat ♥♥♥♥♥ like my snack-pack didn’t come with a spoon. I eat ♥♥♥♥♥ like my mom told me there’s starving kids in Africa who can’t have any ♥♥♥♥♥. It’s Monday, I’m Garfield—and you’re my ♥♥♥♥♥ lasagna. I even went through a phase where I watched a bunch of YouTube videos to become a ♥♥♥♥♥-eater extravaganza. I eat ♥♥♥♥♥ like a dog getting peanut-butter out of a Kong ball. Sometimes, I’d just rather eat ♥♥♥♥♥.