Oh, I found out that Daniela has to take a math test on friday, the day we’re going to San Fransisco…her and Robert aren’t exactly going to be with the rest of us…I don’t know how this will bode. Offhand, I think it sucks. I will know nobody, and I get clingy to the people I do know when I’m around strangers…evil anus faces. Well, I think I’m going to go to bed.
> Deftones - 7 Words
The post after this one was written by me even though it says it’s written by Harriet the Spy (Daniela). Anyway, I feel a lot better about the thing with my dad, my mom sent me an inhaler, and Molly wrote me this cute e-mail, it so brightened my day!
She’s so cool. God, I’m climbing toward manicness again. Just wrote Christine an e-mail…I’m IMing Danielle…I’m kind of bored. I think I’ll go to sleep in a bit. Oh, saw Edward today…he gave me this can of tuna ’cause I was hungry, it was funny…I don’t know why though.
> Bjork - Army Of Me
> Suicide Commando - Burn Baby Burn
FUCK!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! FUCK MY DAD FUCK HIS MOM, FUCK HIS BANK ACCOUNT, FUCK HIS APATHY, FUCK HIS OPULENCE, FUCK HIS STUPIDITY, FUCK HIS IGNORANCE, FUCK HIM. I WISH HE WAS DEAD….I WISH HE WOULD DIE SO SLOWLY…AND I WISH I COULD ADMINISTER THAT LEVEL OF PAIN…BUT UNFORTUNATELY SOMETHING LIKE CANCER WOULD HAVE TO DO IT FOR ME. That fucking selfish piece of shit won’t take me to the doctor. I can BARELY FUCKING BREATHE AT NIGHT and he’s all “you’re not going to die.” I WANT TO SO BAD…I WANT TO TAKE THE FUCKING CARVING KNIFE IN THE KITCHEN, FIND HIM, AND JAM IT INTO HIS STOMACH. I WANT TO SEE THAT FUCKER BLEED LIKE THE FUCKING PIG HE IS. I WANT TO HACK THE FUCKING BASTARD APART, BLOOD GUSHING ALL OVER EVERYWHERE. I COULD HAVE AN ATHSMA ATTACK AT ANY MOMENT AND FUCKING DIE AND THAT MOTHERFUCKER WOULD STILL HAVE ALL HIS FUCKING MONEY. I CAN’T SAY ENOUGH THE PAIN AND DESTRUCTION I WANT TO INFLICT ON THAT COLD, DISTANT BASTARD. I HAVE TO FUCKING SCREAM “FUCK YOU” EVERY TEN MINUTES TO STOP MYSELF FROM KILLING HIM, OR AT LEAST WRECKING HIS LITTLE FUCKING PALACE TO SHREDS. IF THAT PIECE OF SHIT KICKS ME OUT I’M BURNING HIS PRIDE AND JOY DOWN. ALL HIS SHIT, GONE. LIKE FUCKING MATCHSTICKS. MAYBE THEN HE’LL FUCKING VALUE MY LIFE. I HATE HIM MORE THAN ANY OTHER THING IN THE WORLD. MY BLACK HATE ECLIPSES THE FUCKING SUN, FUCKING STRANGLES EVERYTHING….NOXIOUS…PURE…EVIL. EVIL IN EXCHANGE FOR THE ULTIMATE EVIL. APATHY.
