Fuck drama. Fuck the past. Fuck liars. Fuck fake motherfuckers. Fuck people who made me exhausted, I mean fucking EXHAUSTED, dealing with them and their 99 problems. Believing what they read in the nationial fucking enquirer about what I may have done. HAHAHA Fuck you. You think you know me after snooping in on my life after this long? HAHAHA Fuck off. I stand by the first thing I ever said to you. HA. Let me get out the list of times you did what you are accusing me of. Have a few days for me to read it off to you?

Give me my friends, give me my speed and give me my memories. Fuck you if you can't deal with me now. I don't care. I like my bender and I am OK with what I am. Are you? Do you even have any mirrors left to look at?

Bring on Tower. Bring on Blairs house. Bring on my fucking butterflies.