Dear Diary.
Malcom has been having some money problems so I borrowed him a few thousand bucks. Zayn thinks he is a manipulative bastard but I think Zayn is jealous that someone is better at being a friend than he ever was.
I brought Malcom to one of the frat parties and my fraternity brother's weren't the least delighted. I don't know if they are racist or just jealous. There are alot of rumors about Malcom and myself which makes us good friends. I know how it feels to always be judged every moment with every move you make.
Funny thing that happened all week was when I decided to throw Mal a visit in Brooklyn. I was given the dirtiest glares and stares as I asked if they knew Malcom. Ofcause they knew him, he was a loud person, no one could ever miss that.
That's when someone told me that Malcom is known as Carti in Brooklyn which was quite funny. I later asked him that day why he had insisted I called him Malcom if he is known as Carti. He just shrugged and said 'I wanted to know how my name sounded when pronounced with a british accent'. There is no day he never fails to be sarcastic and I honestly think he is pretty cool not because he gives me discounts.
I'm such an emotional wreck. One day I'm awesome the next I'm feeling sorry for myself. I called Mrs. Owens and she said it was a good thing I have continued writing because I need somewhere to rant out all the bitterness bit I am not bitter or am I ?
Well honestly ever since the divorce nothing has been the same...
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The Diary of an arsehole.
FanfictionArsehole Someone who acts like they own the place and that the whole world revolves around them. They look after number one, and everyone else is low on the priority list. If you know the arsehole well, often even just their presence can make you fe...