Fuck This. Fuck That. And Fuck You.

Firday and Saturday were the last shows at the Temple. Lindsy and I go both nights. Friday night was emo night. We found a new nickname for the psycho and it is "scoliosis" because her fucking back looks like it's gonna break when she walks. She needs a fucking back-brace. I missed Sullivan (the only band I wanted to see) on the count of that fucking psycho. Stephanie was dancing, talking, and laughing with her too which pissed me and Lindsy off. There is so much shit we want to say but when we say it people are like "no, you can't say that. Thats wrong." I feel like a little fucking kid who just did something wrong or something. They can all kiss my ass. Fuck everyone. All I care about now is myself, Lindsy, my band, and Josh. Fuck everyone and what they have to fucking say. It's like it's ok for other people to run their mouth about me and Lindsy but when me and Lindsy say something people jump all over our god damn case. Lets see, Saturday night I wanted to see one band... The Remnants. But! It's gets ruined by that fucking asshole Zack. He hit Lindsy when she wasn't even in the pit which pissed me off but I didn't say anything. Then later on he fucking hits me so I went off on his sorry ass and I punched him in his ribs. Then I see him come flying after me trying to choke me. Lindsy walked me out. Vinny says "you have to leave." Now I know god damn well he is not gonna tell me what the fuck to do because he hasn't been at the Temple but a couple months, he's from California, and he doesn't even work there. Fucking asshole. Then that 2-faced fat fucker Buck comes up to us as we were leaving and asks what happened. So I told him and he's just like "Well just follow him home. Just don't bring it here." Fuck him. Fuck Zack. Fuck everyone. So the 2 bands I wanted to see most got ruined by a psycho and an asshole. Nice combination huh? Oh well. I got a shirt and a pirate flag. Today I think I'm gonna go get my learners. Hopefully I won't fail like a dumbass again.