Dear Journal:

Let's begin with this fact: I'm under the influence right now so if I don't make sense or there's errors in spelling, grammar, so on and so forth, please ignore my drunk babbling. So yeah I talked to the boy toy. God sends you his love! Merry Christmas! Lol...I'm fucking listening to Christmas shit. It's fucking funny! lol! Scream and shout! And everybody's playin' cuz skool's out. Happiness cuz love is in the air. hehehehe. NSync ... Yeah baby. I'd fuck Justin. He's fuckin' hot. Me, him, and Zack...Sweaty hot sex baby! Christmas Time is here.

OMG! I just wanna start hollering. It would be soooooo funny. Like you wouldn't even think. Lol! Gram opened the bourbon so I can have a few sips of that rank ass shit. hehhehe. The funny thing is I couldn't understand why everybody wanted to get drunk. Now I know. I get loose when I drink. Lol.

Okay. So yeah, Zack's coming over tomorrow. I'm going to fuck his brains out. I can't wait. hehehehe. I have to pee. Yes, that is what Ih ave to do know. Oh shit, twat spelling... i g2g

yes, ta ta for now.... and fuck the world! anally, of course.... cuz the backdoor's the way in baby!