Dear diary,
What's up dude? haven't talked to you in a while. Just wanted you to know what's been going on in my life.
So i got arrested because a woman was found dead in my bedroom. Can you believe it? With so many murders caused by me I get blamed for the one I didn't do. Bullshit.
So of course i HAD to figure out what tipa bitch would fuck me up like this. Firstly i thought of bitchy Amber, but then i reminded i killed her with a boutcher knife, haha.
Then i started thinking about everyone i've hurt.
.... it wasn't that many people, who would have the nerve to hurt such an angelic being like me?
so then i started thinking and thinking and thinking and petting my dead cat's hair that i keep in a drawer... AND IT ALL MADE SENSE! THAT LITTLE BITCH.
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The Dairy Of A Killer Child
HumorThis is the diary of Phoebe Johnson, a five-year-Old girl not to play with. Literally. If this girl doesn't like you, she will torture you, or kill you right away. She will tell of her journey in this diary. Warning: The existing language in this st...
