I Love How I Write All This Shit In Here And Not 1 Fuckin Person Readz It. Not 1 Fuckin Person Can Take 1 Minute Out Of Their Pathetic Life 2 Write A Comment Sayin I Hope U Feel Better, Shit It Won't Even Take A Minute. If I Read Sum1 Was Sick Or Was Havin A Bad Day I'd Say I'm Swrry Or Sumthing. But When It Comez 2 People Sayin It 2 Me Oh No Screw Candice!!!! How Would U Assholez Feel If I Fuckin Died 2morrow Huh?! Would U Feel Bad 'Cause Ur Lazy Ass Couldn't Say I Hope U Feel Better?! Would U Feel Guilty?! GOOD!!!! I'M SOOOOOOOOOOOO FUCKIN SICK OF EVERY1!!!! OBVIOUSLY I HAVE NO REAL FUCKIN FRIENDZ SO FUCK ALL OF U, ALL OF MY "FRIENDZ" Fuckin Bitchez Don't Worry Bout Me Don't Worry That I'm Sick Don't Worry That My Birthday Is Thursday Don't Worry What'z Makin Me Sad Or Mad Or W/E Don't Worry Bout My Planz 4 The Weekend. I'm Thinkin Of Either A. Makin My WHOLE Diary Private. B. Makin All My Entriez Bout Me Private And All Those Stupid Random Thingz Like Surveyz And Shit "Open 2 The Public". C. Stop Writtin In Here. D. Make A New Diary And Not Tell Any1 Who I Am. U Assholez Make Me Sick!!!! *Throwz ^ On Ur Shoez* Whoopz This Doezn't Deserve An Over And Out And Neither Do Any Of U