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so from the looks of it you've found my journal. You know who you are, i'm writing this specifically for you. I think you are psycho. I'm leaving this up public with the ideal that no doubt you will come looking for me like your psycho self does. And when you go clicking from journal to journal on my friends in common with this name to sheralthepixie you'll find this username and go, 'OMG THA'S SHERAL' and you know what? I don't give a fuck.
You can go looking through all that, and you can find me, you can verify its me by going and looking at my user icons for my face or whatever it is you want to do. you can go to my userinfo page and count my entries to see how many they are. you can drive yourself mad at night wondering how many are spitefullly written about you, I could give a flying fuck.
two faced and loser are the words I think of when I think of you, aside from every other negative word in the english language. You are a disgrace to humanity. You sit and call me 'hon' and 'sweetie' and kiss my head like you give a shit about me when you said in your own journal you hate me being around. tell me if you hate me why you do that? don't spare my feelings cause you aren't strong enough a person to tell me to my face you don't like me.
why don't you go home, go back to where your poor fucking son is wasting his life away without a mother in it. why don't you go back to where your own mother is and live there. you can't stand the life of living couch to couch at friends' places for your son? take a look at what your ass is sleeping on nightly, a FUCKING COUCH. and think about it, you were stupid enough to fuck to have him you should own up to that stupidity and raise him rather than run from him. you are a shitty mother, and he will end up hating you just as you do your own mother if you don't go and watch him grow up. there are so many things I could tell you about what you're doing to him but you wouldn't care.
for that matter if you have the audacity to get mad at me for the words you see written here on this entry you best keep up your shit eating i love you sheral routine cause if you let on that you've read this then it shows what a psycho you are for looking for me. you can't happen upon this journal in a search, i kept it from being listen in a directory. the sole way you could find me is if you were OUT looking for me and no half assed lie you can tell will convince me of any other sort of innocence you attempt to portray. you are a liar, you are an atomic waste of space.
go home, go away from here, you're not wanted, if anyone is pitied and is loathed its you. you are a whore and an ugly one at that. you don't deserve to breathe the same air that I do, you don't belong. I hate you, i curse the day I met you, along with every other person that you come across. you destroy the gifts given to you by the grace of god and have no realization or contempt for it.
you sick and twisted bitch, if you hate my words you get what you deserve. you went out looking for me and you found me, and you can't say a fucking sick word to me for it because you are at fault for finding it.
get out of my life, i can tell you to your face here as you read this journal you went looking for that i hate you and i wish you weren't living. i wish you didn't live, how does it feel to read me say that? i hope you're not laughing, because i mean every word of it and you should feel sickened that you're such a low life form that you would make me and many others feel this way about you.
don't ever touch me, don't talk to me, don't breathe my air, you don't deserve to exist near me, don't let me catch you even LOOKING at me with anything but sorrowful thoughts because you came looking for this and you found it. you deserve it.
if you don't like what you're reading then you shouldn't have went looking for me and read it.