June 4, 2011

no objections

dear frank or frankly diary,

i was convicted of being a whore. all day long. cuntface made sure of that. SHOUT OUT CUNTFACE. i never spoke once on my behalf at the trial however. i let it all happen before my very eyes. i was a strong whore. my mind kept flashing back to times that it shouldn't have been. i let it though, because it passed the time. when it wasn't replaying scenes that actually happened, my imagination had me in FELONY court instead of misdemeanor- and IF we were in the middle of a murder trial, would they be getting away with all the lies the way that they were piling on me now? this is how innocent people are executed- i can remember feeling so helpless as i sat there and let it all unfold. THEN when the smart ass bailiff came out and gave a thumbs up to cuntface and the hero, (SITTING HAND IN HAND FOR SHOW ONLY) and then let the jury back into the courtroom, i knew it was all a sham. i knew i was guilty before the sealed verdict was given to the judge. that's our justice system. i wonder if ida been a married whore, like the 'victim,' if the jury would have given me a break- maybe had a little sympathy for me- even though i ain't the one who needed much of that- to be frank- in the frankly frank department.