I have another "girls are dumb" rant.

I'm dumb. I have this addiction to some indescribable thing I don't think is beatable. It reminds me of that sickening "Victoria's Secret" ad a couple weeks ago. "Do you love me?" As my dearest friend Amy as recently expressed... WTF? Am I that needy? And the answer is: Yes. I really am that needy. That sickens me for two reasons. One: I don't know what the hell it is that I really need. And two: I don't like to think that I need anything but myself and all the drugs I take to make myself feel like all I need is myself. (P.S. my favorite mixture is coffee, tea, St. John's Wart, chocolate bar, water, and ibuprofen on good days, dayquil on bad ones. You get me goin on that and I'm actually a happy functioning person who doesn't remember that she's miserable)

There's a song by Sarah McLachlan called "Ice Cream." In it she croons that "Your love is better than ice cream... Chocolate." That sums it up. I crave love not for love's sake but for my own deep-seated need. And at least love doesn't make you fat or pimply.

Is there an answer to my dilemma? Is there anything that can take this heart-rotting indescribable need I have?