Had to replace candy I couldn't resist eating even though I needed it to entice a grown man. #overweight FFA/female feeder problems

Just realized that my profile said I'm a fat appreciator when I'm totally a feeder. D'oh! I fixed it.

I love you, East Des Moines! Would have escaped from you on a raft made from a stolen portable toilet if i'd had to, but I'll love you till the day I die.

I accidentally saved a link to a used car website I don't care about on my phone.

Am planning to take half an Edgewood shirt and half a Marquette shirt and adhere them together using nacho cheese, because I'm not much of a seamstress. (Hardcore Chris Farley obsession joke. Many ppl have told me I need help. LOL)

Hit on a second BHM tow truck driver towing another neighbor's car. The car had vanity license plates that said "CALLGOD" and "God is amazing " airbrushed on the doors. I am religious and today is Good Friday. I am not making this up. The BHM said he's married.

Am pet-sitting my brother's obese cat; she just jumped on my DVD player and completely destroyed it. Am not able to watch "Saturday Night Live: The Best of Chris Farley" or "Tommy Boy." :'( Me having a functioning DVD player is not a high priority for anyone irl. BHMS, please contact me at Kik 24niner567869. I was totally unprepared for this. I did not have a disaster plan. (Just to be 100% clear, I am asking for Kik videos, not money.)

PLEASE someone tell me that they're making progress with teleportation technology. Organizing the bus loads of BHMS is a hassle.

Using Kik is so much better than using a pen, typewriter, or Microsoft Word!!! With Kik, I get helpful advice from a human friend, like "I think people would enjoy one of your feederism fantasies more than a story about a FFA pooping her pants and setting a building on fire to avoid (doing that thing we're not supposed to talk about on FF) with a fit guy.

Has anyone else written the entire first draft of their feederism novel as a series of Kik messages to a BHM?

One of my feedees offered to be my sugar daddy. I refuse to take advantage of him like that. I want HIM, not his money!...he's coming to visit. I'm pretty embarrassing that it's going to be a B.Y.O.Food-type deal.io...due to my financial situation.

Love Kik; will not have to give out my phone number to arrange for bus loads of BHMS. Hope videos of me (pretty decent-looking woman) leading large procession of BHMS from McDonald's parking lot to my apartment like a pleasant version of the Pied Piper story goes viral. How did the real story end again? Did the plague-infested rats eat the evil piper alive? It's been, like, 25 years since the last time I heard that weird story.