Wednesday, September 6, 2017

John "Cutebutton" Abruzzi


babydoll made me forget what I was trying to say.

Oh right.

I can't afford to be specific in my diary. Last linguistic post. I couldn't specify what time periods I liked those languages in. You just have to deal with it. Trust me I know what I'm talking about.

I'm glad I don't have to prove anything to you. It's a habit, you know. I doubt the world, and myself, very deeply.

But I'm glad I can just talk to you about what's on my mind, who I want to fuck, etc.

Thank you for giving me this chance.

I really, I mean. I'd like to think you will never forget the common sense we now share.

Lately I found that I do have consistency, after all. I mean, after some contrarian thinking, I thought there were some break points in my life where I betrayed God's Principles, but lately I found I haven't.  I can't.

I wouldn't be here if I have.  I'm not that kind of being .

There are things we appreciate, diary, that are so specific to us individually, to the point there is no need to share with anyone else.  For me, there are a lot of those.

I'm not talking about Cutebutton Abruzzi. But let's talk about Cutebutton Abruzzi.

He's about to die in Season 2.

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