dear which time diary,
my phone woke me up this morning but i wasn't mad. i was wanting to watch the sentencing just like everyone else in the world and she had her hair down today. roger wanted to know how cuntface found out. i wanted to clarify- which time you talking about roger? let's see.... where to begin.. there was the time in the shower in late 2005. there was that time. there was the time when the buttons were all popped off the couch in their living room. there was that time. there was the time my mascara stained their towel. there was the time in front of the hospital when she busted her husband smiling on a phone that wasn't the one she paid for in june of 2006. there was the time my four foot long hair was pulled from the seat in the malibu. i left my winning pick 4 lottery ticket in the car, 3393, there was that. then the hero lost his wedding ring, BIG FLAG, nope.. no flag there... that's when i fucking gave up, threw that bitch right on out the window and got serious. three months off from his hero job he was suspended for his penis ending up on the city manager's desk, which i had nothing to do with and that was THE BEST, so i took that picture a few years later and sent it to his cuntface wife via TEXT MESSAGE. after MANY exchanges of lovely texts between cuntface and i, and remember, i didn't know the hero had a new girlfriend julie, whom he'd already professed his love to cuntface for- WHILE HE WAS STILL FUCKING WITH ME, cuntface had called the police because she thought i was the julie girl and the police found me not julie and then proceeded to tell CUNTFACE about ME and ME about JULIE and the next thing i knew an ORDER OF PROTECTION CAME. then cuntface STARTED FOLLOWING ME AROUND, and LIED had me VIOLATED in the court PARKING LOT. then i went to jail, then trial, then finally almost a YEAR later we got to court for the order of protection and we both lost and the judge GRANTED it "until further notice from the court," not the regular two years- like everyone else in the county. they've accused me of, peeing in their gas tanks, poisoning their dogs, fucking with their porch light, putting wrenches in their tires, breaking licence plate covers, egging motorcycles, honking, and other simply shrewd and horrible acts. the judge didn't buy it. but the family court judge said it was ok to be a married hero and cheat on your wife as long as you do it with an unmarried whore.