Saturday, September 15, 2001
its a good thing i moved out befere thoes people i thought understood me turned their backs on me too. what the fuck ever guys, i cleaned that shit up. your house is not trashed or any shit like that . you guys can suck my cock tongiht for all i care. BLOW ME. i came over, i had fun, i personally wasn't loud. i made a mess, but it was all cleaned up. i leave, you chase me down the street getting fucingk mad at me. i don't want to have to explain mysefl, but i end up doing it. what do you want from me. you don't want to see me again? fine. if you want to see me, you know where to find me. i will be over here. this will be the last fucking time you see me at that house, if you don't want me over there. i move into another house so i can live my own fucking life, without haveing to close my door, get away from anyone. you say you understand but you are still bitter because i fucking move out. if you are mad that i move out, at least tell me, so i know how it is. unfortunately it comes to this. you know why i moved out. if i hadn't, whoe knows if i would still be alive right now. SERIOUSLY. i was entertianing thoughts of suicide. YOU HAVE NO IDEA HOW FUCKING MAD I WAS. you have no fucking idea. i have been depressed before, but you have no idea. it didn't get to this. there was that week where i was fucking mad that went right into fucking depression again. deep into fucking depression. i was spending that week hoping you guys had a gun that i could borrow to blow my head off. that house was not a healthy living environment, and if you didn't see it, you can fucking burn in hell. ask ryan how i was at work, he will tell you. i was fucking in a bad spot, and i took care of it for myself. if i hadn't, who knows where i would fucking be. you have no idea what i was going through. fuck you guys and your bitter asses. i put up the fucking rent for the month i didn't live there, i put in an add to help you fuckers get a new dude. i didn't just screw your asses. FUCK YOU GUYS. fuck you guys.
