dear people that read my old shit diary,
high there. whatcha doin readin my old shit. do you like it or were you just bored? it makes me feel funny inside when people read my oldshit and i know it. first i clap my hands and then i get a wicked feeling. i'm like looking out the windows and shit. that's why i leave them up is for y'all to look at them, but when someone actually does, it freaks me out. who is out there peeking in and what are they seeing? i would pull my curtain back shut, but i'm afraid they been had an eye full of what they came to see.
