Jan 12, 0000

When my gran
journal instead of paying rent. I was hoping he would learn something.
He did.

Just not enough.

When my grandson came to live with me, I told him he had to keep a
journal instead of paying rent. I was hoping he would learn something.
He did.

Just not enough.

Dina broke up with me. By email. She said it wasn’t fair for her to have a boyfriend she cou
really be with.

As if I wanted to come here. As if it was my fault.

When I could see her at school a
KILLING me and sometimes I can’t fucking sleep and I keep thinking about her. I do it under the
blankets thinking about how sh
top button of her blouse undone I could see down her shirt to w
snugged into the top of her breast. I hate her and I want to fuck her and I want to cry. When I
try to watch CHU it seems rea
would like to bend rebekah over the arm of the couch and fuck her. I’m such an a
being like that. Dina’s right to break up with me. I’ve tried praying for Jesus to take away my lust
and anger but it doesn’t help and then I’m

I can’t believe I just wrote that.

Everything is all mi
bathroom.

HOW COME NONE OF MY SO-CALLED FRIENDS GIVE
OUT HERE ROTTING? FUCK YOU ALL!

Dina broke up with me. By email. She said it wasn’t fair for her to have a boyfriend she couldn’t
really be with.

As if I wanted to come here. As if it was my fault.

When I could see her at school and stuff I wanted her, you know. Cause she’s hot. But now its
KILLING me and sometimes I can’t fucking sleep and I keep thinking about her. I do it under the
blankets thinking about how she would lean forward over her desk sometimes and if she left the
top button of her blouse undone I could see down her shirt to where the elastic on her bra just
snugged into the top of her breast. I hate her and I want to fuck her and I want to cry. When I
try to watch CHU it seems really stupid and I can’t pay attention to anything except how much I
would like to bend rebekah over the arm of the couch and fuck her. I’m such an asshole, I hate
being like that. Dina’s right to break up with me. I’ve tried praying for Jesus to take away my lust
and anger but it doesn’t help and then I’m mad at him and I want to say Fuck You, Jesus!

I can’t believe I just wrote that.

Everything is all mixed up. It sucks that I sleep in the living room. It sucks that we only have one
bathroom.

HOW COME NONE OF MY SO-CALLED FRIENDS GIVES A RAT’S ASS THAT I’M STUCK
OUT HERE ROTTING? FUCK YOU ALL!


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