This is not an actual journal for any of the people listed here. Nor will it ever be. This is a journal for my muses.
The people you'll see here include Amazing Red, James Storm, Haylee Jacobs [OC], Frankie Kazarian, Trent Barreta, Tina Corino [OC], Sierra Hickenbottom [OC], Rydell Borden [OC], Scotty Rechsteiner [OC], Alex Shelley, Evan Bourne, Danielle Brooks [OC], Ariana Hart [OC], Regina Ellington [OC], Jayden Black [OC], Crimson, Edge, Cody Rhodes, and probably others I can't remember.
Dear Journal,
I don't like journals, but Jeremy suggested I start one when we first got together. I was a wreck, constantly popping pills and getting drunk, trying to kill myself. Whatever was possible, I tried to do it. So he suggested a journal to help me adjust to things. It's very helpful. Now I need to get to my point for writing in this today.
I despise Max Buck, well not really but he can go fall in a hole somewhere. Just when I need my Jeremy around the most, his stupid ugly brother has to take him from me! It's a crime to do that! Especially now with us having our baby girl, Jessica. I can't handle that little ball of energy as well some would like to think. I just can't! I know I'm a hyper boy myself, but it's not right.
I love my baby girl, I really do. She's a spitting image of me and Jeremy if we were actually capable of having a child, which were not. Jessica doesn't like when one of us leaves for something. She flips out majorly without both of her daddies around. That's why I have to continuously bring her and Jer to work at my school whenever I gotta work. But uh, I'm getting off subject.
Yesterday, Max called up saying Jer had to come to his house for some random wrestling show. I wasn't paying attention. I was too busy trying not to fall asleep all curled up on my Jer. It was a nice quiet morning after a few issues and me being sick, still am sick. But my point is being lost. Max calls up and orders Jer home for a show. And of course, Jer goes! I can't believe it!
So here I am, a few hours later, trying to keep Jessica from flipping out. She's been throwing tantrum after tantrum ever since Jer left and I'm at my wits end. I finally got her to quiet down by putting her favorite movie on, but that's only going to last for so long. I can't take care of a three year old child on my own, it's physically impossible. In one of her tantrums, she threw a bunch of dolls at me. She got put in time out, and after that was over, she did it again. She really doesn't like when one of her daddies leaves her. This is pathetic.
I fucking despise Max Buck.
- Reddy 1/14/12
