Sept. 28

What the fuck is going on!? I approached Karen today. She was delivering my mail as usual. You know what that bitch does? She greets me with that same glorious smile she always greets me with. As if the family event didn’t even fucking happen! I asked her about it. Her response? She doesn’t even remember me showing up. I fucking hate women! She is being two faced about the whole situation. My heart cannot take much more of this. The beautiful flower I once was so attracted to is shriveling away in front of me. Ugh god I am tired too. I need to sleep. I also think I’m addicted to those damn coffin sticks. Love them though. Anyways, maybe tomorrow will be better? Here’s hoping.