Last night on a yahoo chat… some fag kept telling me to suck his cock. It was interesting. After a while of ignoring his requests, I simply told him to shut the hell up, he’s probably some middle aged fat man with a three inch dick…

Sweet of me.

Lisa has a bunch of weird girls over. They keep looking at me odd like out of nowhere I might turn into the devil and stab them all. Stupid fucks. I really love my piercings. I’m thinking of getting my septum done. Just a little nervous that it might look really crowded with my medusa done… I dunno. I don’t want a huge ugly bull-ring thing. Just a small horse-shoe probably. I’ll figure it out.

John is wanting me back. He needs to get me a diamond ring or something, then I’ll go back with him. I’m not fooling around in lame dead-end relationships with boys who can’t commit. I wasted nearly two years with him. He needs to pay up.

Found this on the It Dies Today message board. Beautiful.

What’s new? My mother hates me. My family is seriously dysfunctional. She called the fucking POLICE on me last night. We got in an argument and she pushed me, so I punched her. Shit kids, I forgot she was my mother… I mean, when someone pushes me and whatnot, it’s like instinct. So yeah, I hit my mom and she called the police. They didn’t even come in the house, they just talked outside, it was so gay.

One time John was staying over and my mom pushed me and I shoved her into the stove. We get into these gay ass fights I swear. Half the time I hate her, as a person she is just insane. But I love her too… it’s confusing.

I’ll apologize eventually… but hey, she never wants to admit she’s in the wrong too. She shouldn’t put her hands on me if she doesn’t want to be touched. She knows how I was all throughout school. Always suspended for shit like this… I don’t know why she tests me. And being my mother doesn’t give her the right to push me or grab my arm or whatever…

Like Johnny Cupcakes… yeah.

John confuses me. I love him, I even miss him sometimes. After all the shit we put each other through. I really don’t know what will be happening between us. I wish none of this ever happened.