he saved me. daddy fieri saved me. i look at all twelve of those chins and i fall in love all over again. oh, how i miss running my fingers through that porcupine hair, looking into those beady eyes. the way he talks about flavortown makes me want him so bad. how i long to smell that shirt at night. how i want daddy to wipe my tears at night and say 'it's ok, ur with me bb, tmrw we go 2 flavortown'. please, god, let me smack those man tits one more time before i go.
i want you, daddy fieri, i want so much that if i dont get you, i will put a bullet through my head, stab a knife in my chest, swallow a bottle of pills, drown myself, drink bleach or jump. just jump off a bridge. i have nothing to live for other than being in his warm, flabby hands. and smelling his pork and oil scent.
please, guy, if you're reading this, im sorry. im sorry i left u for bob duncan. i regret it now. i have to be with you. take me to flavortown one more time. please, daddy,please