i woke up this morning feeling like a chicken nugget. when you feel like a chicken nugget, you ... you feel like not delicious. well you feel delicious but you also feel like fried & fake on the inside. because a chicken nugget i feel like is a mcdonalds chicken nuggets & there fake. they start out as pink goop and become a chicken & that's what i am, i am pink goop & i started out with pink goop & now im a chicken nugget. and well i may seem delicious & really harmful, & toxic. i woke up this morning with sadness & i don't blame anyone for my sadness. i think the sadness is something i was born with & that will follow me forever & no one can help me & no one can make it worse. i'm just a sad person. and this has nothing to do with recent events, i just. theres something wrong with me, the chicken nugget. i don't have fries, i dont have shake, i dont have that plastic toy, im just a chicken nugget. theres something wrong with my chicken nugget, i think im a broken one, im a defect one. like when you crack open an egg & the egg is bleeding, that's me. you don't cook it, nobody want to cook me. my mouth is dry as a chicken nugget would be without a diet soda. people say i should stop posting on instagram and twitter but it makes me happy. social media makes me happy, i love social media. a chicken nugget doesnt feel social medias impact, in fact people are loving chicken nuggets on instagram & twitter, & i feel the love. as if i was in a ten pack, or back in the day, a 50 pack. this sadness comes from me & nothing & no one else. the ketchup made a chicken nugget decorated for a little time, doesn't make a chicken nugget sad, it makes a chicken nugget glad. then we a chicken nugget is left alone, as a chicken nugget would be, because whos gonna love a chicken nugget. like really love it, when you love it when you're hungry & when you're about to put in your mouth. but i mean you don't love a chicken nugget, you don't marry a chicken nugget, you don't fall in love with a chicken nugget. my mood is that & if no one can accept that, then you don't need to follow my instagram. but i'm a chicken nugget & that's what i'll identify as. i don't think i should be discriminated against, & i dont think i should be talked down upon & i don't think i should be called crazy for identifying as such. before anyone says anything stupid about this, i'm not on, i just woke up, im not on medication, drugs, or alcohol. look at my eye balls. it hurts my eyes to stare, but i don't even know because im staring at you guys, but whatever my eyes are, they're fine, so i'm fine. it's, i'm coherent. if that wasn't coherent, i'd be crying and. but i wish people would just understand that a chicken nugget can be alone, a chicken nugget can be sad, & it has nothing to do with ketchups & mustards or honey sauces. there's a reason i don't give into honey sauce unless you ask for it. i'm not a honey sauce, i'm a chicken nugget. so. you guys, i'm okay, i. it seems everyday it gets a little tougher, in life, in general for me. i'm staring at some dead roses in a bottle of jack. it's early & i want breakfast, but i don't wanna eat. okay i just wanted to get- my stomach hurts. i just wanted to give you all an update because i'm posting a lot on my instagram, my twitter, my snapchat, and thats my morning routine. morning routine 2016. winter edition.