WHAT IN THE SWEET ALMIGHTY FUCK IS THIS

I tHiNk I sAw ThE mOtHeRfUcKeR kArKaT kEePs TaLkInG aBoUt ToDaY. fUcKiN bUsInEsS sUiT aNd No FaCe. I dIdN’t TeLl My BrO kArKaT bEcAuSe I dIdN’t WaNt HiM tO gEt AlL wOrRiEd AnD sHiT bUt It WaS mOtHeRfUcKiN sCaRy.

hEy ThErE.
i CaMe To ViSiT mY fUcKiNg BrO kArKaT, hE sAiD i ShOuLd WrItE sOmE sHiT hErE sO eVeRyOnE wOuLd kNoW i FuCkInG gOt HeRe.
hE wEnT tO gEt SoMe ShIt To EaT, bUt He SaYs It IsN’t SaFe To Go OuT aFtEr DaRk So He LeFt Me HeRe To GeT mY cHiLl On By MySeLf. 

I gUeSs YoU cAn AlL uP aNd AsK a MoThErFuCkEr SoMe QuEsTiOnS.

LAST NIGHT I COULDN’T SLEEP, SO I JUST SAID FUCK IT AND DREW THIS. FIGURED IT’D BE A GOOD REFERENCE.

AND NO, I DON’T WANT TO HEAR ANYTHING ABOUT MY DEPLORABLE ART SKILLS.

LAST NIGHT I COULDN’T SLEEP, SO I JUST SAID FUCK IT AND DREW THIS. FIGURED IT’D BE A GOOD REFERENCE.

AND NO, I DON’T WANT TO HEAR ANYTHING ABOUT MY DEPLORABLE ART SKILLS.

NOW THAT WE’VE GOTTEN THE PLEASANTRIES OUT OF THE WAY.

YEAH, I’M GOING TO GO INTO MORE DETAIL. I WAS AT SOME LOCAL PARK ABOUT A MONTH AGO AT THIS POINT (NO, DON’T EXPECT ANY NAMES.), AND IT WAS PRETTY EMPTY. JUST ME, LAMENTING ABOUT THE DEPLORABLE STATE OF MY SHITTY LITTLE LIFE. AND THEN I SAW SOMEONE ACROSS THE FIELD, WEARING SOME SUIT AND JUST STANDING THERE.

NOW, SINCE I KNOW THAT YOU ASSHOLES CAN’T ALWAYS CALCULATE DATES RIGHT, A MONTH AGO WAS JULY 1ST. JULY FUCKING 1ST AND THIS GUY IS WEARING A FULL SUIT OUT IN THE MIDDLE OF THE PARK, SO THAT SENT UP WARNING FLAGS RIGHT AWAY. HE WAS FAR, SO I COULDN’T GET A GOOD LOOK AT HIS FACE, BUT IT WAS UNNERVING. FOR A WHILE I THOUGHT HE WAS STARING AT ME.

ANYWAY, I JUST FIGURED HE WAS SOME CREEPER. YOU GET A LOT OF THEM AROUND THE WOODS HERE. SO YEAH, I JUST SAT ON A SWING AND IMAGINED SOME LITTLE BACKLOOP OF LINKIN PARK PLAYING SOFTLY AS I STARED INTO THE TREES. WHEN I LOOKED BACK OVER, HE WAS GONE.

I HAD NO FUCKING IDEA THAT THIS LITTLE FIRST ENCOUNTER WAS GOING TO BECOME THE CLUSTERFUCK IT IS NOW.

A BEGINNING, I GUESS.

THERE ARE TIMES WHERE PEOPLE SAY RIDICULOUS THINGS AND YOU’RE SUPPOSED TO JUST LAUGH AT THEM AND CALL THEM RIDICULOUS NAMES UNTIL THEY REALIZE WHAT A FUCKING RETARD THEY’RE BEING.

THIS IS NOT ONE OF THOSE TIMES.

I’VE BEEN TRYING FOR WEEKS TO TELL MYSELF THAT THIS IS JUST A DREAM, THAT I’M SEEING THINGS OR IMAGINING THINGS, BUT I JUST CAN’T ANYMORE. SOME CRAZY ASSHOLE HAS BEEN STALKING ME. AT FIRST I THOUGHT IT WAS SOMEONE TRYING TO TORMENT AND GET SOME SICKFUCK RISE OUT OF ME.

BUT NOW I’M NOT SO SURE ANYMORE.

I FIGURE THIS IS AS GOOD A PLACE AS ANY TO KEEP A LOG OF THE TIMES I SEE THIS… PERSON, THING, I HAVE NO FUCKING CLUE ANYMORE. IF SOMETHING HAPPENS TO ME, THIS LOG WILL BE HERE. I DON’T KNOW.

THIS IS THE BEST I CAN DO.