Woke up this morning at 4:60 am notice that the hooker i got last night is dead,
Probably my illness where i strangle people in my sleep, forgot what it's called strangleitis or something like that i don't remember because i fell asleep during the cat scan and strangled the doctor.
So cooked up the body and ate in like usual, stored the bones in my boner room, also know as the bed room HAHA got em'
Drove to work again, but when i got to work i remember i don't have a car and i rode my piano to work so fuck me ya know.
Also i remembered i don't have a job and I've just been lurking in the back allies of the pet store eating the dead animals they throw in the trash so fuck me right. Pretty sure one of the animals had cancer so fuck me again. Finally get home from a full day of "work"
and realized that the hooker wasn't a hooker at all it was my 8 year or neighbor i remember i roofied and had sex with then murdered and ate.
So fuck me
Just remembered i have a dog to feed, it's been a few
yearz
So fuck me...
I can't get a break
I'll probably hang myself in my closet later this week.
God i hate my life
And my fat whore bitch chemistry teacher.
Lick my twat