When you left me, I wanted to burn that field of tulips we talked about. Now I just want you to stop haunting my dreams. That field has been long plowed under.

A church deacon molested me. I prayed for his death. God does hear all prayers and he died slowly, painfully of cancer. I piss on his gravesite almost weekly.

i have been practicing diaper folding on a stuffed animal, i can't wait until you get here!!!

i'm starting to get worried about admin, it's been days since he posted a new secret....i hope he is okay!

It's like I've always said. "As soon as I'm over it, I'm going to be over it.", I pitty you more than anything now, and I pitty the NEW fool. Best.