AHHHH
03/01/2004 11:15 p.m.
Quit eating MY FOOD. I can't afford to feed you anymore. Quit putting you disgusting feet all over the coffee table and into your piles of broccoli. Quit leaving nasty bits of banana everywhere. Quit talking about relationships. Quit chewing with your mouth open. Quit jumping all over me as soon as I walk in the door. Quit slurping your fucking tea, JUST DRINK IT. I'M GOING FUCKING INSANE
I am currently Anxious