Journal 71
It’s the 21st of July, I’ve been hiding from the feds for over the past week now. I see constant news on my murdering of my ex wife and her husband. Damn bitch always was more trouble than she was worth.
I’m currently in a swamp in Northern Georgia, the Alligators here are some wild fuckers, one almost chomped off my dick earlier this morning.
Mario Kart 64, I’m thinking about it now… If only a Blue Shell could be in my hands so I could blow those copper fucks to kingdom come. Fuck… I knew I shouldn’t have had a son. If I had known that it would’ve come to this, I wouldn’t have murdered all those guys in Cleveland.
It’s the 21st of July, I’ve been hiding from the feds for over the past week now. I see constant news on my murdering of my ex wife and her husband. Damn bitch always was more trouble than she was worth.
I’m currently in a swamp in Northern Georgia, the Alligators here are some wild fuckers, one almost chomped off my dick earlier this morning.
Mario Kart 64, I’m thinking about it now… If only a Blue Shell could be in my hands so I could blow those copper fucks to kingdom come. Fuck… I knew I shouldn’t have had a son. If I had known that it would’ve come to this, I wouldn’t have murdered all those guys in Cleveland.
ACoolBlaze5
2 years ago