Ants

I’ve always had a problem with ants. Not the kind you’d think though. No. The kind of ants that pinch your cheeks and who give you those Christmas gifts you never really wanted. Sometimes you would tell your mom that the itchy green sweater didn’t fit quite right or that the ugly shoes were a size to small. You would say anything in order to get your hands on the receipt.

My type: Long blonde hair.

SLUT

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Max Hodges TMZ

Dear Diary...

Monday June 5th, 2000
Age 9
(no editing)

Today Stephanie and I got into a fight, and I mean a big fight! But we always get along and today we did. Stephanie thinks Fabien has a crush on me. I think he does to because when we did our morning prayer he was looking at me, and when he couldn't see me because of Lindsey he tryed looking past her. Also I had a dream near Cristmas that Fabien and I were kissing under misiltoe. We are going to see Mrs. Murrey's ducks hatch tomorrow. Did you know you have to help a duck hatch? Yesterday I got a new book at the Great Book Store. It is a very good book store to go to I like it a lot.

Why don't you want me?

If we're being honest

I'm not myself.

I creep your facebook page

a lot.

I know your favourite band,

your ex girlfriend's name,

your potential girlfriend's name...

Your house

I know where it is

(I used google street view)

I know your friends before you introduce them

I know your plans before you attend them

I KNOW EVERYTHING

so fuck you

fuck your facebook

and your friends

fuck

WHY ARE YOU WASTING MY TIME

I hate you

I have better things to do then to hate you

I am obsessed with you

do you not understand this?

You won't make a mockery out of me

I won't let you

like a lace undone

like another penny hitting the ground

I'm over you

you mean NOTHING to me

I can smell your journal from here.

I can smell the clean sheets of lined paper.

The anger in your poetry.

The humour in your stories.

The blue ink on the pages.

The crisp lines you draw under

every date, every title, every important

word.

The pressure of your hand on the pen.

The way you hold your pencil.

Your thoughts.

Your emotions.

It's all here in your journal.