food or friends?

Yeah so today i woke up for the first time in about 2 weeks straight i didn't have a crazy vivid dream (which i liked) but again i'm always running out of food and it rubs me the wrong way. I mean sure there is food in my house but i'm picky because i'm fit, so yeah there is no food. I buy a lot of my food day to day at work and while i'm out but i also dont make a lot of money so it always takes away from other things. like going out with my friends, or even driving somewhere. I spent years drinking beers, smoking weed and cigs and then i spent years trying to figure out how to quit. Now that i figured it out i feel better then ever. but my friends.. who still smoke and drink are now becoming... not my friends. They act and look at me like i got a dick growing outta my forehead. for the most part i choose not to be around them to resist temptation but it really makes me see how much they are destroying themselves with this shit everyday. I used to do it too so i can say that so i'm not being hypocritical fuckers. Anyways.. its sucks cuz i know i'm gonna buy food today to fuel my bod and know that its just another week of not seeing my friends. granted some of them i'm beginning to not give a fuck about. my boy wayne tho, this kid can do whatever the hell he wants whenever, wherever and i'll always love him.  hes the shit. he understand me and all that good crap.