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Lol. I was talking with Aby about our journals and they were saying they don't feel bad about spelling (??), grammar or their bad handwriting because they don't expect anyone to read it. In my head I was like [incomperhensible big letters] bro! That's like... The main reason I have my journal! I am expecting a LOT of people to read this. Aby was talking about being depressed and feeling crazy. I was barely able to hold it together. They have no idea. I was have gone crazy. I am at the end of my rope. I can't offer any help or consultion because I am in the same exact boat, except I have chosen my path, I have given up on it all. My solution to this suffering is to kill myself and do whatever the fuck I want before. Unfortunately, for you, pieces of shot, my deepest, darkest desire is to shoot and kill as many of you, faggots as I can. Fuck you all. Yes and! [Gun image, arrow at the barrel] Kiss me!