Entry: 09-10-00 ---2:00pm
[Private to Self]
Sleeping in never felt so fucking good. Ma wasn't around to interrupt me.
I wonder if she’ll be back like she says. Pa better not even think, not for one god damn minute, that I’ll fill in until she gets back, if she don’t come back with him. Stupid stronzo.
No luck in fucking Hogsmeade. I’m starting to fucking hate that place. First Dicklick, then the bloody cunt licker Malfoy. What next? That place is filled with nothing but fucking retards. And in the Hogs Head no less.
What- do I gotta go into stupid Madam Puddifoot’s to escape all the cunts of the world? Watch, next I’ll run into chump Woody, and then the fucking Hogsmeade experience will be complete of all my childhood memories. Now I know why I hated this goddamn place. At least Rome had some good spots to score. And I’m not about to go crawling to that faggot Morsus either. God damn it!
Whatever, I’ll be a raging alcoholic then. What’s fucking new.
I need to get Derrick back for his bitch arse stunt. And his little whore Parkinson. God. How the fuck did that tightwad ever score with her?
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[Private to Dipshit]
You never told me Parkinson tasted so good.
And I forgot to tell you that we swapped spit. She tastes as good as she looks. Mmmmm….
Wonder if she’s busy tonight.
This isn’t over. Not by a long shot.
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[Private to Parkinson]
I bet you are lonely and unsatisfied right now.
I can’t get your body out of my mind.
You should tell me where you live, so I can get another taste.
Derrick's wrong for you Parkinson…. I mean the man can't stop the likes of me, as you so eloquently threatened. You’d be better off with someone…oh, say… me.
You know you want me. I know you do.
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