There's this new kid. He calls himself Lucious The Slender Guy, because apparantly he's not a kid. And he thinks he's cooler than me, just because he looks like he's 17. He thinks the girls like him more than they like me, even though he only has a sixpack and I have ten. He says he can get way more teenage girls than I can, wich is sooo not true.
And, I don't even want teenage girls. I can't easely live of gay guys. And adults. And really old people...
My point is: he thinks he's all that, but I know I'm way better than him. And he also acts so innocent. Like he's perfect. I think he wants to get me to leave and take my place. Also, Felicia loves him. Like a brother, she says. She doesn't believe me when I say that Lucious hates me and wants me to go away. She says it's all in my head, but I know for a fact that it's not. I really don't like him.
On related news it's Friday the thirteenth. I believe he's my portion of bad luck for the rest of my life. Wich is long. Incredably long. Pretty much forever. He's my portion of bad luck forever. Think about that. Forever is a really long time, and I don't want to spend it with him.
On top of all that, I'm not even in a winking mood today! And I'm hunry. Because of Lucious. I really hate him for that.
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My super secret Diary
De TodoThis is my diary. My super secret diary which you should never ever read. It also reveals a lot of stuff about me, stuff humans are not supposed to know. So, stay out of my diary (and have fun reading it when you decide to do it anyway).
