Tuesday, May 2, 2084 

this is the day i will die  that means i will be 99 i think im gona die 1 day early to prove the death clock wrong even if i have to cummit a mass suicide i dont wana die alone
day, March 20, 2029 

"the thing is money does bring you happynes saying it dosnt is just a lie we tell poor people"

"I love my dead gay son"

"Im a cheerleader not a calculator"

"How vary"

"Call me Ishmael"

"It is reasonable to dout reason"

"It's one thing to want someone out of your life, but it's another thing to serve them a wake-up cup full of liquid drainer"

"Now I've seen a lot of bullshit... angel dust, switchblades, sexually perverse photography involving tennis rackets"

"what is your damage Heather"

"Grow up Heather, bulimia's so '87"

"from hell's heart I stab at thee; for hate's sake I spit my last breath at thee"

"a true friends work is never done"

Dear Diary, I want to kill, and you have to believe it's for more than just selfish reasons, more than just a spoke in my menstrual cycle. You have to believe me...Oh Christ! I can't explain it, but I'm allowed an understanding that my parents and these Remington University assholes have chosen to ignore... I understand that I must stop Heather!Betty Finn was a true friend and I sold her out for a bunch of Swatch-dogs and Diet Coke-heads. Killing Heather would be like offing the Wicked Witch of the West.. wait.. East.. West.. God, I sound like a fucking psycho!Tomorrow, I'll be kissing her aerobicised ass, but tonight, let me dream of a world without Heather - a world where I am free.