It's bullshit Dimebag died.
It's bullshit that he sits there and talks to the dog toucher about it but just looks at me like i'm from another planet. I dig that mars and venus bullshit, but FUCKING GET OVER IT. I'm cool, I know, it sucks. I liked him before I knew you, so I feel your fucking pain. Talk to me, dont just be a dick then call gross-face.
I hate male/female relations. I wish I was a fucking lesbian. If I only liked box. I don't even know if I like dick though. I think I've turned A-sexual.
He's leaving with the fucking dog toucher tommorow to go to Vermont with him. 3rd weekend in a row he's been some fucking where. I'm getting sick of it. I almost wish he'd just do something totall irresponsible so I could shit can him. Is that a terrible wish? Yeah, it is. I hate myself right now just for thinking it. But sometimes I do anyway.
