May 5, 2011

one last shuffle

dear kicking my feet diary,

thinking back over all the old diary's- i have never had a kicking my feet diary. i have swung and punched, bitten, swatted, mutilated, licked, sucked, and drooled diaries- but kicking my feet, that one is a first. it must come with the confidence of having ten thousand SEVENTY stawkers. omfg. i am worried, and becoming more worried by the passing minutes, that people will begin to figure out who i am. then fuck everyone will know i am a whore, AND DAMNED PROUD OF IT. it became obvious to me when cuntface was pulling out of my work parking lot when she stalked me that cool march evening ten days before she turned 45. oh fuck i take that back, it was in court two weeks later, when the judge said it was okay for her to stalk me. i am sure that will be a funny scene on the silver screen. SHOUT OUT CUNTFACE