January 4, 2007
They couldnít believe that I could be so comfortably numb to the whole ordeal. I was thought of as a very nice and caring man, they couldnít understand the wilderness. Every body talks to each other and comes up with ways to disgust and disgrace me, they fail to understand I have nothing to loose. Be mine first and then threaten to leave, it sure would work out better that way. I wish I hadnít read those electronic mails sent to the lesser kind, and was the first one to know about the beautiful, innocent, now dead, but mine.