The concert fuckin sucked. That fuckin fag bastard Gackt was all over Mahiru, an even fuckin kissed him on stage. I started ignorin all the shit but caught the kiss at the end. Ugh. Then he was all friendly an shit to us, like I'd wanna fuckin talk to him, sayin bullshit about how it's part of the act. Maybe for his band but we're fuckin temp players.
I told Mahiru I was okay but when we got home I got in the shower, and he fuckin got drunk. I was so fuckin hurt, but I had to hold it all in so he wouldn't doubt my fuckin love. I wasn't the one up there lettin some frilly fuck hump me.
It's so fuckin hard for me to take. I can't let it show, or I'll fuck everythin up.