Chapter 1

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Dear Diary,

I scratched my nipples and waited for my next victim.

I sat in the audience of the oscars, after I forged my fake pass and stole Beyoncé's seat. Why is she at an award show for actors anyways?

After Jennifer Lopez entered the stage, I knew I had to kill her. I pulled out my tangy watermelon slicer and started to cut off my own breasts. I yelped in pain and the whole auditorium contorted into some weird satanic ritual. They were all wearing shoulder pads and 5sos merchandise. My son is a fat piece of sexy.

That's when I woke up, covered in orange seeds. And it all came back to me.

I was going poo and I started farting blood!!! I knew it has something to do with orange hives!

I sauntered out of bed and over to my toilet and reached my hand in to pull out my car keys. I keep them there for safe keeping.

I am the hottest woman alive.

My son, Lucas, was laying in bed when I strolled into the room and shot him dead.

Love, Liz <3

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