i killed my own father

7/9/10

Dear Diary,

Today I jammed the eff out to this new powerman 5000 tune. I went all nuts and kicked my dresser a bunch of times... pretty sure I dented it. Mom's gonna be so pissed. She just can't relate to how I emote to my music and cling to subculture fashion to express my desire to rebel.

After I got done push-pitting my hole room. I gave a shout out to my e-girlfriend on my webcam. Her name is jennifer and she understands my hatred of everything. Showed her my balls real quick and headed out.

After smoking a half a pack of cigarettes outside the mall I turned on my funputer and rocked some new Disturbed jams while I played TF2. That's when it happened.

I killed my own Father. I killed him again and again. I don't know what came over me. I truly got down with the sicness tonight. I just thought how much I hate 9th grade arithmetic, my curfew, my life, my parents and my ex-friend in the 7th grade who was my heart.

I put an arrow between his goddamn eyes.


I did it again and again

ONE
NOTHING WRONG WITH ME



RIP dirty dad dick: there are 5 1/2 less fingers in the tacos tonight





also, this is me and dan, dancing in heaven: