Dear whom it may concern,

My entire journal is now friends locked. Meaning : if you aren't on my friends list, you will not be able to read anything on here.

There are quite a few reasons for this, but the main one is because of a certain sister whore whose name starts with 'ash' and ends with 'ley'.

It will be locked until this certain fatass whore can stop stalking me and mind her own business for a change.

Have a nice day!

Love,
Stephanie

PS -- If you aren't this certain fatass stalker, I encourage you to leave a comment if you wish to be added. Comments should be posted in this format EXACTLY.

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I apologize for the strictness in this, but I do not wish for anyone unauthorized to read my PERSONAL THINGS. This means you Ashley. If you're reading this now, do me a favor and FUCK OFF. I don't go through your personal things, so if you'd GTFO now it'd be much appreciated.

Slicing my wrists open and letting myself bleed to death as I lay on railroad tracks waiting to get run over by a train would be 169% less painful than living with these goddamn neighbors.

HONESTLY. They're pissing me off beyond a tolerable point. I consider myself pretty damn tolerant of people ... Sometimes I bitch about them behind their back if they're getting me to a point where I NEED to vent, but that's only natural.

ANYWAY, I'm pretty damn tolerant. I put up with the neighbors across the hall with the 666 children, the bitch downstairs, the pussy rape victim/drug dealer next door, the caretaker that doesn't do jack shit, the BR maintenance employee that doesn't speak English, the mice and rodents that randomly turn up dead outside the building, and the million mutant fucking bugs that "conveniently" find their way into our apartment.It's getting to be too fucking much. I'M GOING TO SNAP. O_O

THESE FUCKING PEOPLE ARE PISSING ME OFF. Since I started with Unprotected last time, this time I'll bitch about the whore downstairs ... the drug dealer next door ... and Unprotected again. This fucking apartment complex is like a goddamn soap opera.

Firstly, the bitch downstairs. Oh boy, she pisses me off. She plays her music so loud ... every single day. I don't mean just loud. I mean so loud that I can hear every single word ... in addition to the fucking floor shaking. Now, I'm going to assume that she doesn't have her stereo speakers on the ceiling ... so how in the FUCK does she manage to make our floor shake? That's a pretty fucked up thing to do. I'd hate to live next door to her ... but I'd rather live next door to her than live near Unprotected. Anyway, the bitch downstairs is this fucking old bitty with this ugly dog she walks around outside every day. It's almost as if that dog took first prize in the 'Ugliest Dog in the World' contest. It's fucking yippy too. Not to mention annoying. I hear it barking nearly every day, and about 69x a night. SHUT YOUR FUCKING DOG UP, YOU OLD HAG. Seriously. I don't want to hear your stupid mutt of a dog barking at your television/stereo/whatever the fuck. Bark collars are an efficient way to cut down on barking. I bet she's one of those 'oh that's animal cruelty' whores. No, it isn't cruelty, it's being MOTHERFUCKING CONSIDERATE. If the dumbass dog keeps barking, it gets shocked or whatever. If it has the ability to learn anything, it'll stfu. If it doesn't, then it's the dog's fault ... and you should probably get rid of it, I know I wouldn't want a retarded mutt for a dog. Anytime we make a noise, she fucking flips out. Dumb hag. We were moving the kitchen table the other day to sweep and mop under it, and she fucking pounds on our ceiling. What the fuck? We don't pound on our floor when the floor is shaking for HOURS ON FUCKING END, but she pounds on our ceiling if we make a noise for less than three seconds? Just die already, you old bitch. Nobody wants or needs a stupid old bitch like you around, anyway. Go move into a nursing home, and make friends that are exactly like you. Or even better, go jump off of your balcony and land on the cement head first, NOBODY IN THIS FUCKING APARTMENT COMPLEX NEEDS YOUR BITCHING. She pisses me off so much. She pounds on her ceiling for about five minutes straight if one of us accidentally knocks a PLASTIC CUP OFF THE FRIGGIN' KITCHEN COUNTER. Seriously, I hope you and your dog both get hit by a semi while you walk down the goddamn street to buy diapers for your old ass.

The drug dealer next door. Oh boy. I don't know very much about them, yet I know the woman that lives next door is a bitch, and a drug dealer. Her and my mom should be friends. They're so much alike. Last week ... oh, it was exactly a week ago. Anyway, when the police came back over, they were at the bitch's apartment next door. I heard crying in the hall, and I'm nosy, so I went to investigate. I tried listening in, lots of it was too muffled, but I heard that someone had called because she supposedly had been raped. She sat there crying. HAHA, I bet you're regretting letting that guy in, huh? I can just imagine. 'Hi, I'm Michael, want to get rough?' 'Sure!' -AN HOUR PASSES- -sobweepcrybawlwhine- I WAS RAPED BY A MYSTERIOUS MAN WITH AIDS. ;-; LMFAO. Seriously. That's just the funniest shit. That'd be even better if she really did say that, LMAO. If you're going to let strangers into your house, YOU RISK THE CHANCE OF BEING ROBBED, RAPED, BEATEN, OR MURDERED. Fucking retard. You don't let a suspicious looking person into your house ... unless you know them. You don't let anyone into your house unless you know them, actually. That's how crimes take place. I hope she gets pregnant and kills herself or something. She doesn't deserve to live, her IQ is the same as the number of smart Ellis in the world. Anyway, they went into her house ... and get this : THEY FOUND DRUGS, LMFAO. Oh my god. I almost blew my cover eavesdropping at our door right there. I almost died trying to muffle my epic lulz. Seriously.

Now, my favorite subject to bitch about : Unprotected and her 6,969,696,969 children. :D I hope all of them die. My mom was telling me one of her ten'ish year old children was sitting on the stairs, and that she was fatter than 69 Jennies put together. That was so epic lulz. I didn't believe her at first ... until I looked out the peephole. She took up the WHOLE stairway, and then some. Her fat was like ... hanging out the holes in the railing. Holy fucking shit. It was DISGUSTING. Lay off the motherfucking big macs, you dumbshit. My mom was telling me how BigMacLuvvr54564 was taking up the whole stairway of the side that their family hadn't broken yet (referring to the broken window of the front entrance here, I STILL HAVEN'T GOTTEN MY MOTHERFUCKING MAIL. It's been over a week now, asswipes ...), and that she tried to move over for my mom to walk through and failed. She apparently got like, three feet of the wall covered up with her fat, and got one inch off of the railing. My mom got so pisster, and she had to walk around. Don't sit on the motherfucking stairs if you're THAT GODDAMN OBESE, YOU FUCKING BITCH. GTFO OF MCDONALDS. You know how McDonald's has those signs outside that say '#billion served' or whatever? I bet half of those were her. I don't understand how she can even fit in the apartment complex. It's wrong. No wonder I can never breathe the air here, she's taking it all up. Fatass. GET OFF THE STAIRS, YOU MOOSE. Those fuckers piss me off. There's more, but I'm too pissed to think about it now.

DIE NEIGHBORS. I seriously hope someone nukes this building. o_o

Your mom.

School makes me feel so fucking slow. Soon I'll only be able to talk in scribbly pictures. o_o

Thanksgiving was okay.

I sent out a few letters to family members yesterday afternoon.

Neighbors are fucking pissing me off.

My mom, my sister, and I went to the store earlier tonight. We picked up a few groceries. Anyway, as my mom went to park in the garage, Ashley and I began to walk upstairs. The bitch across the hall (I think I'll refer to her as 'Unprotected' from now on) with like, 69 kids pisses me off so much. She literally has fourteen kids, and she's about seven months pregnant with her fifteenth. ~__~ Anyway, Unprotected's children need some fucking discipline. If I lived in that house, there would be no fucking shortage of it. HOWEVER, since Unprotected is a fucking retarded slut, she lets her kids do whatever the fuck they want. Dead serious. She lets them RUN WILD IN THE FUCKING APARTMENT BUILDING. It's APPALLING. Fucking bitch is so inconsiderate of others. For example, a couple of weeks ago when it dropped below 10°F'ish, her sister(?) was talking outside on her cellphone. She locked her out of the apartment building, not by refusing to open the door, but by HOLDING IT CLOSED, BECAUSE IT DOESN'T LOCK. Her sister(?) was saying shit like, "Please let me in! It's so cold out ..." and you know what Unprotected says? "HAHA YOU FAT WHORE, YOU CAN'T GET IN!!"

What the fuck?

Firstly, her sister(?) was not fat at ALL. If anyone's fat, it's Unprotected. She's seven motherfucking months pregnant, can she afford a mirror to see how big she is? Honest to fucking god, man.

Secondly, her sister(?) has ZERO KIDS. NONE. ZIP. ZILCH. NADA. Who has the 69 fucking kids? Unprotected. Yet her sister is the whore? Okaaaay.

Anyway, now that I've established that Unprotected is a fucking bitch, it's time to bitch about her children.

The first night we were here, it was horrible already. Screaming down the goddamn hall ALL NIGHT. It's been that way every night since. I now sleep with a fan on high every night to block it out, no matter how cold it is. It works like a charm. Extra blankets.

Around our third week here, I was getting ready to leave the house one morning. I finished, walked out the door, and was going to lock it when I noticed FIVE OF HER MOTHERFUCKING KIDS WERE SLEEPING OUTSIDE OUR DOOR. What the FUCK. As if the noise wasn't bad enough, now she has a third of her little snots sleeping by our door? Not only is that fucking rude, inconsiderate, and obnoxious, but then they left this huge fucking mess by our door. Little fuckers. Try doing that shit again, and you'll meet my fist. I don't give a fuck if it's illegal, the little shits can sleep outside their OWN FUCKING DOOR. What the HELL, man? Or better yet, sleep in your own apartment. Even better yet, go jump off your fucking balcony and end yourselves. Nobody needs shitty little children.

Almost the whole time we've been here, the little shits knock on our door for no fucking reason, and throw shit at our door. The walls here are paper-thin, so it's LOUD. My god.

Little pricks are nosy too. Many times when I leave the house, one of them will FOLLOW ME OUT THE GODDAMN DOOR AND DEMAND TO KNOW WHERE I'M GOING. What the fuck business is it of yours!? How fucking RUDE.

Oh. Also, they broke the fucking window above the front entrance of the building. Don't ask me how the fuck they did it, but I suppose it's possible with a million little shits like them. Anyway, now everyone is unable to go through there or check their mail. Isn't that fucking lovely? I'm expecting letters and I can't check on them now. Additionally, this morning I was LATE TO CATCH MY FUCKING BUS BECAUSE OF THE BROKEN WINDOW. The entrance/exit was blocked off, so I had to go ALL THE WAY AROUND, AND WALK ABOUT 10 BLOCKS OUT OF THE WAY IN 2°F'ISH WEATHER. I nearly missed the bus to school.

The other day when I got home from school, there were several decks of cards thrown ALL OVER THE STAIRS. ALL FOUR FLIGHTS OF THEM. XCVHDGHNDGH. I almost slipped and fell on them.

When I was standing by the back apartment door the other day, one of the little shits dropped their bottle on me from the third fucking floor. Good thing I stepped out of the way. I should have thrown it back, little asswipe. Or threw it in the dumpster near the parking lot. "BA BA, BA BA!!!" Oh you want your little bottle? Well fuck you. Shouldn't have thrown it, asshole. Say goodbye to it ... So pro.

They seriously have honest-to-god roaches and mice in their apartment. Any get in here, they're getting it man. There's a dead mouse outside with blood all over it. It's been there for a couple of days now. Jackasses. Just because they want to live like a bunch of slobs shouldn't mean I have to! Seriously, if ANY fucking thing that even RESEMBLES a mouse or roach gets in here, they had better be ready to get beat up. I will seriously beat the living shit out of them. O_O

Oh ya, and tonight ... I was carrying some groceries up the stairs. One of the older ones (thirteenish?) and a two year old were sitting on the steps, blocking the only way up. Not only is it their fault that it's the only way up to our apartment, but they block it off? Fuck no. Anyway, my hands were COMPLETELY full. I said nothing to here except, "Excuse us, please." You know what that fucking cunt said to me!? "I already moved my ass, bitch." What the fuck did you just call me, you little skank? My hands are full with SEVERAL MOTHERFUCKING BAGS, this is the ONLY WAY UP BECAUSE OF YOUR FUCKED UP DYSFUNCTIONAL FAMILY, and now you're calling ME NAMES FOR ASKING YOU TO MOVE POLITELY? Excuse me, but what the FUCK!? I should not have been nice at all. I just didn't want a problem, but apparently this slut did. So anyway, I decided to save it. It took me a few seconds to walk past her, because she's taking up 7/8 of the stairway, but I did it. When my mom walked in after parking in the garage, I told her. My mom asked her what she said to me, and SHE FUCKING LIED ABOUT IT. Even ASHLEY HEARD IT. My vision may be the worst in the world, but my hearing is probably close to the best. I can hear almost everything. I know EXACTLY what she fucking said, and the next time I see her, she's going to be sorry. Sorry for pissing me off, sorry for lying, and sorry for calling me names after I went out of my way to be polite to her. I'll make sure of it.

Coming soon: "Neighbors Part II : The Fucking Evil Bitch Downstairs".

TIME FOR BED SOON. :D