day 58: since moving here, i still haven't felt right. every once and a while spongebob will begin playing while i'm..."pumping my shotgun". the only episodes on are ones sentered around Patrick. i'm beginning to think i may be be going mad.
day 60: something very strange hapend today. i was woken awake by the spongebob show, but my vision was blocked by something pink blocked my vision. i saw two round objects in front of my face, with a giant weight on my chest.
day 64: i have relived that these objects are buns. i even relived that patrick is haunting me. i say his face tonight and it was so creepy, and fat.
day 68:i heard his voice today, i couldn't even tell ya how it sounded. actually it sounded big fat and dumb. but scarier. he's been getting more and more physical each day. i hope that i'm alright. dang it! i'm writing this under my bed for...reasons. but i see him coming in. oh shit, he just dropped his pants! i hope that he doesn't do what i think he's gonna d~
patrick is here he is god. he is evil.he is, everything. remember this face,