Ready for a fucking long one? Dont bother reading. Its for me, not you.
I think im going to go to my parents and insist that they send me to a psychatrist before i murder them in their sleep. I think im going insane. Im losing touch with reality. Its like a mirror thats shattered, you can see what it once was, but it can never be like that again.
Billys death hit me as though someone punched me in the face. Its not that I knew him so much, or that I cared abut him like a brother, but im just saying that it taught me something about life. Its so fragile. You shouldnt fucking go prancing about, trying to get cancer, trying to get coke, trying to get arrsted, so then a week later a story comes out in newsday about you crashing into a fucking patch of trees. I hope billy has an incredible afterlife, and i know hes watching after us, just like when he kicked us out of Starbucks.
Speaking of Billy, I need to talk about ed and nicole. Or even more importantly, Ed. Hes so fucking fake. Hes and asshole to me and disregards the fact that im a human being, and when he gets his fucking coke, He treats me like king of egypt. Then he turns around and makes my life miserable. I need to get away from him.
I need to get away from town. It fucking sickens me. Ive finally realized who to blame for my life. Everyone who goes to fucking town. Honestly, I wante every townie to read this. I FUCKING HATE YOU! Its so gross. Up untill tonight Jake was my best friend, and I was always trying to make him happy. On multiple accounts I tried to fucking show him his girlfriend was cheating on him, and one time we caught her in the act of it, then talks to her for five minutes, calls me a minute laster and calls me a manipulater, fuckhead, and that I want his dirty skany SLUTBAG girlfriend all to myself. SARAH REICHETER YOU ARE A SLUTBAG! YOU DONT EVEN KNOW WHO YOUR FUCKING ANYMORE! GO BE A PROSTITE IN SOME OTHER TOWN!
And about Sarah, she and her little fuckface preppy ass drama queen friends need to BACK THE FUCK OFF OF ME and GET THE FUCK OUT OF MY FUCKING TOWN! There so stupid. You know what its like? Image the owner of Abercrombie joining Black Sabbath. Ex-fucking-actly. Take your fucking abercombie and go cry to someone about ur fucking boyfriend problems that isnt in my group of friends.
But what am i talking about? They can stay in town. Want to know why? IM LEAVING!!! I am never going to that slutbag piece of shit crap hole town again. Starting now, me and John r chilling. I hate huntington.
And one thing i seriously need to apoligize for, to myself more than others, is judging the preppy kids. I thought they were all retadred. Some of them are fucking brilliant minds, who I can almost relate to at times. Others are hilarious, and hanging out with them during lunch is fun, and i can just be myself and talk about anything with them, whter it be girls, cars, whatever. And you know what the best part is????
THEY ARE MY AGE =)
Things are looking up. A few of them invited me to the movies a few days ago.