|To Those in the Know
||[09 Sep 2007|08:29pm]
|| pissed off
I know I seem to have a knack for knocking people up, but last I checked you had to sleep with someone for that to happen. And I know I'm confused sometimes lately, but I'm certainly sure I didn't sleep with anyone while I was a monk. And if I had, why would I keep that from everyone? You all know exactly who I've been with. Even if some of you refuse to think about some of those people because it makes you queasy. I did not sleep with anyone else. I did not get some girl pregnant when I was 20. And I certainly wouldn't have let any child of mine not know who I was! I would be a part of their life no matter what. I sort of thought that should be obvious. Who do you think I am? You believed that I was a wife-beater and now I'm what? Some sort of sex-fiend who just has illegitimate children scattered around the globe?
I'm sorry, I'm just upset. Devon isn't mine. She came here to ask for my help. Her last name is KempF not Kemp. Aly heard wrong. And yes, I realise Kempf is my father's last name. She might be related to me, she might not. There's a lot of Kempfs. But she is most certainly not my daughter.
Why is it so easy to believe horrible things of me? Am I really that unstable? Not counting right now. This is upsetting me far more than it should and I realise that...