'' Friday, October 31st, New York city, I’m still in fucking new York city. It’s a jungle here. Same old ugly faces everywhere i go, Hardly said a word when i was a kid until i turned into an adult. When i was young i wanted to be good, now that i’m older all that feels good is what’s deemed to be bad. Every minute i spend around my peers i get a little weaker. Each time i look around the city gets a little tighter. People are like mosquitos, itching my fucking arm. Buzzing in my ear everytime they try to talk to me. Crying about every little thing, when they pretty much have everything they’ve ever wanted. Fucking pathetic. A lot of you would ask me if my friends and family would be proud of what i do. You’d make me laugh, in disgust. People would go about doing anything to pressure their belief onto yours. Harsh reality is, no one knows what the fuck their talking about. It’s been an hour since i kidnapped this bitch and put her in my living room. And fuck.. i love this part, when everyone walks by me, ignorant, unaware. Unaware that i could do just the same to their girlfriends if i wanted to. It’s comical. And it turns me on so fucking much. *Giggles* that girl has been in my head a little too much recently. *Smirks* I don’t know why but i guess it’ll pass once i’m done with her. She’s just another one and there’s nothing to worry about... ''