grrrr...

I've been up for 3 hours and I've already eaten more than 1000 calories. I had a bowl of Capt. Crunch Berries w/ light vanilla soy milk, yogurt, cookies, and a cinnamon roll w/ lots of icing. Fuck fuck fuck. No wonder I'm so fat. The worst thing is, I still feel like eating. Maybe that's what I'll go do right now. Go shove more food down my fucking throat. fml.

As to my followers (I feel so dictator like saying that lol), I appreciate all your kind comments on my poetry and posts in general. I am okay, well relatively speaking. I'm obviously not dead otherwise I wouldn't be typing this. I'm sorry I've been so negative lately. It just seems like my plan is falling closer and closer together. I almost have everything I need to complete my plan. I just keep reaching out and grabbing all the stuff I can get. I'm sorry that you guys have to read my journey through insanity. Don't worry. It'll be over soon.
A.(scared blogger)-I get my motivation from my feelings. I feel something and the words flow out. I was listening to a song on youtube last night and some of the words inspired me. I just started typing and then out came my poem. I really just write from my soul, my heart. It's the things I cannot say. It's the things I truly feel. The words are my blood, the paper is my flesh.

Okay. Just so you know, the new poems are up in case you want to read them. The ones up this time actually have titles. 0.o That's all for now!