the fuck journal
Fuck. That is all i have to say. FUCK. O my gosh. I mean, yeah! But Fuck, Yeah, so it is what i wanted for like 5 months. but now it is just like, why? just... FUCK. I hate it when people hurt or are depressed. I hate it even more now that she is depressed. Fuck. You think that you get over things, you think that you move on. But when you hear things, you just go. FUCK. As in, FUCK. FUCK FUCK FUCK. Man, I havn't cursed this much in a long time. Normally I just say shisse. But no, FUCK. That is what the right word is. MOTHER FUCKING CUNT GUZZLING WHORES MOTHER SON OF A BITCH. Does that work? FUCK. and again, what is the word of the day? O yeah, FUCK. FUCK. FUCK. (there are pauses in between my fucks. I just have absolutly no way to express this. So every 5 min of nothing, I say fuck. As in FUCK.) AW FUCK. FUCK. Ok, I am going until I can think straight. Fuck