dear it is the PM diary,
nothing makes me want to write about the nasty more than the night time diary. but the fucktards are all still awake and it makes me feel funny to share anything when they have their beady little eyes gazing upon me as they pass by. if i should smile or look like i am happy- it is cause for alarm- and pause- and a quick check as to what i may be 'into' and fuck all the babysitting shit. plus- i am now afraid there has been a security breech- of all things- i do my very best to try and keep these things under wraps but- sometimes shit happens. and while ultimately- i don't care- i do care- but i don't care- but i do care- but at the end of the day- i don't. i love the end of the day. you know why? because that is when it is just you and me. that is when you cant hide from the truth. and i don't have ANYTHING to hide from. i am true to the people who matter and nice to the people who don't, and the only person deserving of my bitterness- gets ALL that i have to offer. i'm thinking she knows who she is. SHOUT OUT CUNTFACE!! picking out the new carpet would have been fun this week- but going to see my cousin with my dad seems more appropriate. i could do both, but seemingly, now isn't going to be the right time to walk on a new floor. there is nothing wrong with my old carpet anyway- nothing that can't be unprofessionally cleaned.
nothing makes me want to write about the nasty more than the night time diary. but the fucktards are all still awake and it makes me feel funny to share anything when they have their beady little eyes gazing upon me as they pass by. if i should smile or look like i am happy- it is cause for alarm- and pause- and a quick check as to what i may be 'into' and fuck all the babysitting shit. plus- i am now afraid there has been a security breech- of all things- i do my very best to try and keep these things under wraps but- sometimes shit happens. and while ultimately- i don't care- i do care- but i don't care- but i do care- but at the end of the day- i don't. i love the end of the day. you know why? because that is when it is just you and me. that is when you cant hide from the truth. and i don't have ANYTHING to hide from. i am true to the people who matter and nice to the people who don't, and the only person deserving of my bitterness- gets ALL that i have to offer. i'm thinking she knows who she is. SHOUT OUT CUNTFACE!! picking out the new carpet would have been fun this week- but going to see my cousin with my dad seems more appropriate. i could do both, but seemingly, now isn't going to be the right time to walk on a new floor. there is nothing wrong with my old carpet anyway- nothing that can't be unprofessionally cleaned.
