Dear Diary,
So while I'm sitting in this hot ass fucking house he's out doing whatever the fuck he wants to do, but doing in some fucking air. This fat bitch who's his fucking friend, came up in here uninvited and unannounced, and tried to steal my fucking purse but got caught. But she managed to steal two things out of my fucking purse though and these are the muthafuckas that's suppose to be his fucking friends though. If I didn't know any better, I'd say that he probably sent her up in here to do the shit. I asked one of our friends if he had been to his house and he said, earlier with Missy but he left her there and left with Shay. Oh, the same bitch who just tried to steal from me, that bitch??? Wow, I'm so far from done it's not even a game and that's the fucking problems now, all the games muthafuckas love playing all the time. I'm fed up with this shit all the way and I'm telling you now and I mean right now, I'm fucking done with this low down ass piece of shit. I'm sitting in the heat, sweating and breakinh out in fucking hives and shit. Who the fuck do this muthafucka think I am because, whoever he think I am, oh trust and believe I'm not that bitch. I'm leaving and I bet I'm not coming back ever again, I don't know why men chooses to fuck up good relationships with good women. It's time for a change and I'm starting with his ass and I'm done because, I don't have to deal with any of this fucking bullshit ever again. I can't take anymore of any man's fucking bullshit in my life, I do bad on my fucking own and that's a fact.