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5/18/25

That bitch picked the wrong girl's man.

Obviously everyone was drunk at Vanessa's party. But she shouldn't have been there in the first place! She should've just been at home, being her usual good girl self, reading Emily Dickinson or whatever she does on Saturday nights.

But she managed to find her way to Vanessa's house. Managed to find the punch bowl. Managed not to notice the fact it was Evercleared as fuck. And then managed to get into the hot tub with MY man! Ridiculous!

Oh, diary, when I saw the two of them mashing face that night? I just wanted to kick her head right off her neck like a fucking soccer ball. Her hair looks like seaweed when it gets wet, and her trashy Walmart mascara was running. What Kyle saw in that drowned cat, I have no idea.

He's blowing up my phone right now, since I told Mom I was too sick for church. Normally I just sleep off my hangovers, but I'm glad I'm awake to hear Kyle suffering right now. Repent, dickbag.

Apparently he's texting me from the middle of the sermon.

"I'm so sorry Ashton"

"She means nothing to me, Princess"

"I'll never do it again"

Choke.

Kyle cheating, I can get over. But Kyle cheating on me with her?

Trina Mercer better hope I don't see her tomorrow.

5/19/25

Trina is like, the worst bitch in the history of ever! Apparently she didn't even remember what she did at the party. She was like, "Bluh bluh, I was so drunk, I think I almost passed out in the jacuzzi." Yeah right, man-stealing whore. That's a real convenient lapse of memory you have there.

I told all my friends, and since Jenny sits at Trina's table at 5th period lunch, she's gonna let all of them know too. I also found her Insta, since she's not even smart enough to keep it on private.

She's had it since forever, apparently. There's pics on here that go back to like, middle school? I think she must've lied about her age to get an account that early.

I'm gonna make her regret that.

Me and the girls in the group chat all made our alts. Her little selfie moments, her new outfit poses, her family group shots. Nothing she has ever posted online is safe. That's what you get when you mess with Ashton fucking Adams.

But yeah, apart from all that, I'm having a good day. Cheer practice was nice today, but I need to get Mom to call Dr. Mithe. My braces are hurting like crazy.

5/21/25

Trina came up to me crying after 3rd period today. All whiny like, "Why are you doing this to me? I'm so sorry, I never meant to hurt you."

Wanna know what I said to her, diary? "I have no idea what you mean."

I'm a stone cold bitch, whore. No one gets away with hurting me.

My bestie Tiff found her sisters, too. One is in college, the other is still in elementary. Both have Instagram accounts. I think it's going to be fun to show the kid why only big girls belong on the internet.

The older one seems like a massive pain. Apparently she's big on politics? She's always posting that woke shit on her stories. If there's anything I know about woke people, it's that they'll turn against each other on a dime. And Angie is really good at making fake callout posts, so I think by the time they figure out the accusations are fake, Ms. Orchia Mercer is going to be last week's leftovers. Trashed!

The final project for English is kicking my ass though. And I smashed my whole nose on the floor during a bad fall in cheer practice. Got a nosebleed and everything. Vanessa was the one who fucked the catch. I'm going to talk with the girls about getting her booted from the group chat, maybe. Like. Get it together.

5/22/25

Angie got called into the principal's office today. Apparently she was suspended for trying to get Trina's sister expelled from uni for no reason. Personally, I think being a scheming communist and sister to a whore bitch like Trina is grounds enough to become a mud mule the rest of your life. But that's just me.

Vanessa left some shady things on the baby sister's gram, too. Turns out, Trina's mom ran that one, so it never even got to the kid. Which, like, whatever. But now the mom is being a massive buzzkill and snitching on everyone she can think of. I hope she chokes too.

Kyle stopped talking to me. I was going to let him suffer for a little while, and then let him back into my good graces. But now he's not even texting me back. He's like, "Why would you do that?"

Like? Why would you make out with some drunk whore at a party when you know I'm right there? I literally dyed my hair blonde last week just to look cuter for you. And you go and make out with a girl with the same hair color I just got done getting rid of? Don't tell me it was an accident! Ugh!

This is all his fault. If Kyle McMurrey hadn't been an unfaithful prick, I wouldn't have had to do all this.

On God, he's such a cutie, though. His little dimples. His curly hair. I gotta see about cutting a piece off so I can carry it around in my pocket.

I'm gonna fix all this. though.

5/23/25

Guess who's hosting a bonfire party! I couldn't convince Mom to go out of town for the weekend, so the house is off limits. But the lake at the edge of town? Totally open season! Nothing in life can't be solved with a little party.

I'm inviting everyone I know. I'll see if Vanessa can get herself ungrounded for the night. (She ended up being suspended too, for "harassing a minor." Like, what? Come up with a real crime, Principal Devon.) Normally she's the one who brings the Everclear. Angie is mad at me now, since I was the one who "told" her she wouldn't get in trouble with the college girl. Like, ok? Get over it?

Kyle said he might come, but only if I invited Trina, too. I guess he wants to "get the story clear" or whatever. So I made a whole production of acting like I forgave her during her lunch period today, and inviting her to my party as a show of "good faith." Gag. As if she and my faith have anything to do with each other. I'm a good Christian girl, and she's some sort of atheist hag, as far as I know.

So anyway, I recruited the local Satanists to come to the party, too.

I mean, I guess they prefer "Pagans"? And I'm sure all sorts of degens like their own different names. All I care about is, they know how to get their hands on weed, and I need a backup plan if Vanessa doesn't come through with the Everclear.

And, even better, they might do some kind of fucky ritual. Maybe I can convince them to sacrifice Trina to the devil or whatever.

5/25/25

The party was last night. Kyle didn't show at all, which was a fucking laugh riot. Apparently he thinks he's too good for me? Yeah, right. I'll get even with him one way or another.

But Angie and Vanessa came out, despite being pissed at me. Vanessa snuck out the window, so she couldn't bring the Everclear. But that was fine, since the Satanists brought, get this, shrooms!

I'd never actually tried shrooms before, but they had brewed this like, fucked up tea? And they were like, "Enjoy this essence of mother earth." And I'm like, "Yeah, yeah, Hail Mary. Gimme."

I guess shrooms must be related to edibles, because they took forever to kick in. Trina showed up around that time. Her mom dropped her off. I thought about slashing the elderbitch's tires when I had the chance (I brought a pair of good scissors, in case I got a chance to get Kyle's hair), but she drove off too quick.

Trina was being all submissive and shit when she came. Like, "Thank you for inviting me! I'm so sorry! I'll never touch your boyfriend again!" And I was like, yeah, what the fuck ever.

At some point, she drank the shroom tea also. Most of the people there did, I'm pretty sure. I didn't get snacks or anything else, so it was like the only thing to do. It was a shit party, if I'm being honest.

One of the guys from the football team, Landon, set up the bonfire. It was kinda on the small side. But with the shrooms, it looked really cool anyway. Enchanting, kinda.

But at some point, the Satanists started, like, chanting? Some sort of prayer? Which I kinda hated. I don't remember a lot of what happened next super clearly. But me, Angie, and Vanessa wanted to dip from the whole ritual thing. Not today, Satan.

Trina followed us at this point. I think she wanted to talk to Angie about taking down the fake callout, since Orchia's friends believed it, even though the college didn't. But we didn't want to do all that.

Apparently the three of us wanted to go swimming in the lake. Trina can't swim for shit, but I guess she thought it was a good idea too. I definitely didn't threaten her into the water with the scissors. I wouldn't do that. Obviously.

So the lake is pretty deep in the middle. Once we got to the part where you can't just stand on the bottom, Trina was like, "Bluh bluh, let's go back!"

Her hair looked like seaweed. Her mascara was running again. It really did remind me of the night Kyle cheated on me. So obviously, it wasn't my fault what I did next. Hers, Kyle's, and the drugs. Obviously.

When the three of us got out of the water, Angie and Vanessa must've been super cold from the water, they were shivering so much. I thought it wasn't too bad though. Like, really warm night for May.

By the time I got mostly dry next to the fire, people had started leaving. As far as I know, everyone who matters got home safe that night. I didn't even get home that late, like 2 AM.

Mom let me stay home from church again this morning, even though I don't have a hangover. Shrooms are nice like that.

Right now, Trina's mom is blowing up my phone, though. All like, "Where's my daughter? What did you do to her? I'm calling the cops!"

Like. Whatever. Not my fault she couldn't swim.