Alright, I decided that what I posted yesterday deserves an explanation. I found some shit out yesterday, I won't say what, I said I wouldn't, but it pissed me off. Oh yeah, by the way, if the whore is reading this, I'm not gonna tell anyone, I'm not gonna pull any dick moves, but you are gone. As far as I am concerned, you are gone.

     I was really pissed last night. I got a friend to take a picture of my reaction, just so I could show how angry I was, and this was the result :

     That's right, I was so pissed off I turned into the hulk. And not the hulk that that screwup Ang Lee put into his movie, I turned into the real hulk. I broke things, I hit people, I was really loud, and then eventually I gave up and went to sleep.

     But then I woke up this morning and my anger was back. I have nothing more to say to the whore, even though I know she plans on calling me today. When she calls I'll most likely just end up yelling at her and hitting things again. And that will probably happen most times she tries to talk to me.

Oh yeah, one more thing: