Darlin’, Please Believe Me

I don’t want Tabitha.

I don’t want Miguel.

 I want John

now.

Must it be so hard? Must he be so desirable and yet so gone?

This isn’t fair.

This isn’t right.

What is going on?

Who’s to say which words are profane..and which are not?  They’re just words aren’t they?  What the fuck does it matter anyway?  What reason is there to be concerned?  How is this going to affect my life? 

No one.  Yes.  It doesn’t.  No reason.  In no way will it.

School is obnoxious.  I really really really do not like it.  But okay, whatever.   I just want to do what makes me happy.  If it makes me poor, so be it.  If it makes me rich, so be that also. 

Freddie better give me some junk, man.  I swear to GOD.  You know, that sexist stalker in the sky that strikes people down with lightning because he feels they aren’t good enough to touch a shiny table.  The man who’s son became a bunny and then flew into the sky to become him.  Right.

I should be doing biology hw right now, but that shit sucks.  I like Mrs. Clingenpeel, she’s alright.  But man…school…retarded.  PEOPLE omg UGH.  I hate them so muchhhh. 

Laura and I were wittled from the sammme stick, brotha.

Idk where daddy is…I hope he’s alright o_O  I DON’T WANNA BE AN ORPHAN! Who would take care of me?  Damn if i’d go live with my mother! Fuck that, man.  Laura wouldn’t have enough money, bless her.  Tabitha’s parents would try to control me (and fail miserably I might add.)  Hm.  Well, let’s hope it doesn’t ever come to that.

OH I could be in the care of the lovers twain; Paulie and BabyJohnlove<3 .  They’re rich…and very very lovely.  =]

They’re doing swell by the way.  I took a nap with John the other day.  Just me and him.  Oh it was so nice.  He’s so warm and comfy.  He smells nice too ^_^  Oh how I love my Johnny.

I want you. I want you so bad, babe.