Diary of an Insane Aslyum Pateint

October 25
Dear Diary,
  I am only writing in this stupid peice of shit because that asshole of a doctor told me to. I don't even know why the fuck I am in this place? The other day I was watching TV and I blacked out again like I sometimes do, next thing you know the cops are taking me away, apparently they said I killed my wife, I don't beleive those bastards, she'll proably come to visit me in a few days and get me out of this fucking mess! They just think they can throw me in this padded wall room and shackel me up! I am a human! I have rights and freedoms, this is a fucking nightmare! Here comes the Dr. Dumbass, I guess i'm done writing for today.


October 29

Dear Diary,
On the twenty sixth I blacked out again, next thin I know they had me locked up in a straight jacket. They gave me a new doctor as well, apparently the other doctor got injured when he was attacked by a pateint, serves him right. I would have paid a million fucking bucks to see that. It's been five days in this hell hole and my wife hasn't visited yet, I'm starting to actualy get worried now. Well it's getting late now and here comes the new Doc.

Novemebr 1

Dear Diary,
The past two days they were doing tests on me so I had no time to write. I actualy enjoy writing now, it gives me something to do and releives some of this fucking stress! I blacked out yesterday after they gave me one of the tests, they sent me to my room then it happened, I woke up and the room was a mess. This is starting to scare the shit out of me, the blackouts were never this frequent. Still no visit from my wife, this is starting to really worry me.

November 5

Dear Diary,
I havent written in a few days cause this jackass docotr wanted to monitor me in an isolation romm for a few days. Thye think they can just use me like a fucking lab rat? This is fucking insane! A detective showed up yesterday and asked me a few quesions, he did the whole good cop bad cop routine on me, I told him I wanted to see my wife, then he held up a picture to me, it was my wife, she was dead. I can't beleive I...I couldn't have....I didn't...did I...no I couldn't have killed my..my darling wife...damnit!


Novemeber 10
Der Diary,
I will try to rite this as fast as i can, I baricaded myself in my room, theyre tryin to get in, apperently i killed one of the docs, shit their comin in....they think im insane...i dont know what i am anymore...im a freak..a monster...I gues i might as well just...............