Gay........
Well tonight has been eventful to say the least.. I'm sick as fuck.. I'm pissed as fuck, and depressed as fuck.. Everything was going fine till about 8 PM, then the gates of hell flung open.. Some tweeker fucks came over asking to hang out with us, we've never seen them in our lives.. Anyhow.. Marcie got jealous because I was talking to a female friend, and decided she'd go and call one of her guy friends and talk massive amounts of shit about me to him, how sweet of her huh? Soon after she started in on me, and I talked quite a bit of shit, and she told me she was cheating on me with him.. Instinct took over before logic could and I found my hands around her throat breifly.. A bit later I stepped outside to have a cigarette, and she locked me out, thankfully I was smart enough to bring the keys with me... We had quite the battle trying to turn the lock.. Marcie screamed and let go of the deadbolt latch, I came in and she told me to call 9-11 because she was having a miscarriage, she was bleeding, but thankfully she didn't miscarry.. I'm super fucking tired, but the bedding is in the washer machine so I am waiting for it to get finished before I go to sleep.. I read Marcie's journal... And like usual, she uses it to talk massive amounts of shit about me, well knowing huge amounts of people see it daily.. I don't think anyone ever sees mine.. It's more of a diary then journal.. I'm personally getting sick of her using her journal as a weapon against me, and I am about to delete it... I won't delete it until she talks more shit, so in a day or so... This day has been GAY...