A/N Hey people! I'm about halfway through winter break. Guess what that means... I'M BORED OUT OF MY FUCKING SKULL!!! That is until today. Today I got a new guitar amplifier that can, quite literally, rattle shit off of my television. So I've been entirely entertained today playing with all kinds of shiny new knobs and what not, weeeee! But none of you care in the slightest do you? You don't? Well no one loves you either.
Dear die-ary, don't you dare hide from me like that again! I've been looking for you for days! How the fuck did you even get on the roof!? ...Anyway... I forgot what I was going to write about. Oh, right I got a bunny on the 13th but I nailed him to a wall today. I got a paying job! As an artist even. There were these two guys working at a newspaper stand, and I asked them if they'd pay for some of my comics. One of them laughed at me, I don't really remember what happened to him. I guess he went to lunch or something, but after he left the other guy was eager to buy my comics. He handed me all the money in the register and said to just bring them by whenever I had some done. Nice guy. Now that I think about that guy was acting a little funny, and I kinda remember seeing lots of red but the memories just kinda fade. Why do memories have to fade? I wish they wouldn't. I try to think about Jane and the day that we kinda met in the library, but I can't see her face. All the other memories of her are gone too. I know I've interacted with her more than that, passed her in the hallways, something. The cafeteria! I remember seeing her in the cafeteria. No, I remember that I saw her in the cafeteria. I know That there's a memory there but I can't seem to make it materialize. Fuck. I DON'T WANT MY MEMORIES TO FADE AWAY!!
Johnny C. 5/16 11:30PM
In case any of this was over your head. Johnny killed one of the newspaper guys and he was trying very hard to remember the time he killed Jane. I hope that that's obvious.