macadocious

I woke up and the world was my breakfast. Macadocious.

My mom said I could have dessert for dinner. Macadocious.

I skipped school, got a job, and bought a house. Macadocious.

That new phone? Macadocious. I tried to text my friend, my pants fell off.

That pizza? Macadocious. I ate it, then I ate the table.

That concert? Macadocious. I screamed so loud my neighbors called the police.

That cake? Macadocious. I ate it, then I cried because I was too full to move.

That movie? Macadocious. I watched it, then I watched it again, then I watched it in slow motion.

That game? Macadocious. I won, then I lost, then I won again because I was too obsessed to stop.