dear doing what i said i wasn't is exactly what i did diary,
i just woke up like the fag i should have been. fucking ain't even been up but an hour today and crash landed face first in my pillow and started yappin my ass off. that's right talking again- about stupid shit too. and i wasn't shutting up. the kicker- i was flippin off the firetrucks as they drove by my old house where i used to live- because i lived there again and knew there was no way they knew it was me living there yet. i felt safe in my old house on WILLIAM street and one firetruck after the other went by and i made sure to flip them all off. so i was screaming, "fuck you!" and "fuck you too!" and happy about doing it. someday all my dreams will come true and i wont even have to move to my old house to do relive one. i cant wait.
