ShagmoorLounge

July 30, 2005

My chick's still pissed at me. This is getting serious now. She's tripping me. I don't understand how someone could be so nice when I'm in the hospital and even before that when things were their regular fucked up way and now all of a sudden because I do one stupid thing which is a fucking daily thing with me that's when she decides she's so pissed off she can't talk to me. What the fuck is that shit? She just keeps saying she can't be with someone as retarded as me. Fuck it. I gotta work this out. I like her too much.

That Douglas guy's a fucking dick. I should go take a shit on his Lexus.

I have to go with Goth Boy to take care of some of his shit that he let slide to keep me up and running. I was hoping to work on my monster but no can do.

I bet my chick would be happy if I took her to Paris. Or maybe not. Maybe that would piss her off, too. I don't know anymore. I don't know anything. All I know is work. Work and work and work and by the time you pull away from the screen life will be completely different.

The Shadow knows 3:21 PM
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