texts: Sebastian was a pathological liar. I wouldn't believe a word he - </s> <s> I have his journal. </s> <s> You what?
labels: His journal. He sent it to me the day before he died. Everything about you is in it. The blow jobs, the hand jobs, the menages, your bout with bulimia, the affair you had with your guidance counselor and how he gave you... eww. Let's see, then there's your coke problem... You still keep it in your crucifix, don't you? It's all in there.