crumby bitch

dear somebody diary,

somebody has been eating crackers in my bed again. i know who it is and the color of their skin. it wouldn't be a big thing but i think i already know- and if it is who i think it is- my baby girl will have to go. she knows better than to nose around in the kitchen- up on the counter especially- and to steal a package of ritz crackers is not so pleasing to me. and how she got them open- i think she had help, because i have a hard time getting them open myself. however it happened, it did and it is done, i yelled at her whila go and she did take off and run. she came right back out and she is laying at my feet, but she knows if i was a mean person she would deserve to get beat. she looks so sad right now- like she knows i am posting about her- she keeps looking up at me and i look down at her and she sighs like there is guilt there. she has cracker dough between all her teeth and she is trying so hard not to lick it. every time i look at her she acts like her lips were dry or some shit. ima kiss on her and love her so she doesn't slip into a depression. i just hope she learned her ritz cracker lesson.