September 22, 2019
Since you’ve all failed to notice how unappreciative I am that you delivered DEATH to my door by excess weight and fat upon my body, I am not writing anything until I am the body size I want to be!
Fatty, fatty, two by four – CAN’T GET THROUGH THE KITCHEN DOOR!
Fat, fatty in NOT nourished!
I was HEALTHIER BEFORE YOU FUCKS TURNED MY BODY INTO A LAB EXPERIMENT!
No, I really NOW, do not wish or want to meet the California man who is seen in the movie, Meet Joe Black.
At this moment, I am not sure either David or the real Hannibal Lecter can ever make it up to me.
GET THESE GODDAMN STARS OFF MY FUCKING PROPERTY AND THESE GODDAMN BORIS JOHNSON MOSQUITOS!
FUCKING FAT AS HELL AND HUGE AS HELL! I WANT NOTHING TO DO WITH ANY OF YOU!
FIGURE THIS SHIT OUT WITHOUT ME! YOU’RE ALL SO FUCKING SMART! RIGHT?!
IF IT’S NOT ONE WOMAN I AM ATTACKED BY IT IS ANOTHER WOMAN!
GO AWAY DAVID! GO AWAY THE REAL HANNIBAL LECTER! GO AWAY ALL OF YOU! I WILL NOT THANK YOU FOR HURTING ME AND MY FEELINGS!
NO LONGER WORKING: DAY 1
WE - DO NOT AGREE! 