Can you make any sense of it? Reading back through my journals way back from when I was 17 is like taking a look into the fragmented mind of a mentally ill teenager... "is like..." eek
She complains a lot about work. It doesn't surprise me. I remember what that was like. ******** my brain. And then god damned Jamie... ********!! I hated that b***h!! I guess I was 18. But just barely.
Fat ******** c**t, acting like everyone liked her, acting like she was so smart, when really she was just a disgusting turtle-looking c**t who only repeated all the smart things the professors said and pretended she was making some sort of intelligent revelation... ******** HER!
God damn it!! I'm so sorry turtles... sad I shouldn't make comparisons between you and Jamie. It isn't fair.
Queequeg89 · Tue Jan 10, 2012 @ 09:39am · 1 Comments |