Holy strawberries Batman! We're in a jam!

Don't you just hate all the fake people of the world? Why do people always have to have ulterior motives? Can't you just be real and say what you mean and mean what you say? I mean seriously, just be real. DO you and I'll do me. Why lie? Why be conniving bitches and sluts? Creep in on my man. Try it bitch. I'll fucking cut you. You think I don't see what you've been trying to do? That I'm fucking blind? Just because you don't know me, doesn't mean that I'm stupid or oblivious. I'm pretty fucking smart actually. I'll fuck your shit up, if you try to sneak in on my boyfriend again. Don't even think about friending him.

D. Grayson...OUT!

"I like to think it's because our hearts are pure."

Lately, I have started a new procedure. Once a day, I sit down and think about the things in my life. I rate them as to what is most important, what needs my immediate attention, what can wait and it is worthless. Some things are pointless to worry about, because they are out of my control.

I have wasted so much time worrying about things that I can't fix and it infects my life. It consumes me and I become this mess of a person. And I'm left with is feeling defeated and overly anxious.

I REFUSE to let these types of people and problems live rent free in my mind. You have to pay a price to earn a spot in my life and my mind. And it isn't very much. I'm an easy going person. I'm nice, thoughtful and friendly. I can make friends with anyone, anywhere. Just ask B. Wayne, she'll tel you.

HOWEVER, some people INSIST on being pests in my life. Little, rotten, bitchy, cunty, good for nothing, whorey PESTS. You want to play hardball, I will show you hard. You want to get me all keyed up? Well guess what, bitch?! I'm going to hit you like a motherfucking bus and not a small one.

Take my picture again and see what fucking happens. I will ruin you. I will hunt you down like a thief in the night and rip your throat in a raging fucking fury.

Peace the fuck out, BITCH.

D. Grayson

"It's not difficult, if you have steady nerves and a good ear. Quality is destroyed by the tenor of criminal life."

The true crimefighter always carries everything he needs in his utility belt.

I wish it were that simple.

I wish that there was a utility belt we could carry around that whenever we faced a situation with a problem we can't solve, we could just reach down and pull the solution out of our handy utility belts.

Lately I have come to realize that there are so many problems in life that don't have a solution. That's just the way it is.

Somehow we are supposed to face that, and despite overwhelming evidence to the contrary, just have faith that its all going to be ok.

I haven't yet figured out how to do that.

Each day I wake up and fight the same battles I've always fought, and I have to wonder. How long does the fight go on? When do you draw a line in the sand and choose to not be pushed across it again?

Oh, and D.Grayson, we should clean your house if it bothers you. That's what buffalos do. We clean house. We fight crime, drink beer, sing karaoke, or whatever is needed. Thats what we do.

B. Wayne

"Go back outside and calm the flower children."

Listen B. Wayne and listeners,

I realized today that a lot of my bad mood has to do with the fact that my house is a complete DISASTER! It's been wrecking my mood for days and days and today, something had to be done, otherwise I was going to shoot myself.

I also have this devotional book sitting next to me and I really would like to get into it, but at the same time, I feel like...maybe it's a little fake. The devotional book itself, but me and devotional book TOGETHER. Am I just doing it for Shella or myself?

I might have jury duty tomorrow. Could you imagine me as a juror on the Baseline Killer case? Oh man, death row, to the front of the line. Give me the needle.

Ugh, Plants vs. Zombies...wearing on my last fucking nerve, yet so addicting.

"Never trust the old chestnut, 'Crooks have beady little eyes'. It's false."
HAHAHAHA Classic.

D. Grayson...OUT!

Love you my big buffalo.

"I bet Batman is the only one in the world with a hand steady enough to paint false fingerprints."

Dear B. Wayne,

I picked this quote, because you painted my heart with your love. No amount of miles will keep me from being your best friend and partner in fucking crime. It is a minor speed bump in this long loving marriage we have together, my dear gay husband.

You were always my fucking rock when sometimes I didn't deserve it, which is probably why we've been able to last this long and we truly fit together like perfect symmetry and sound like a wonderful harmony.

I've always said that a best friend stands by you even when they know you are wrong. I think that describes us perfectly, because even though you'll tell me exactly how it is, you'll stand by and back me up even when I'm blatantly wrong.

I love you, B. Wayne. Always and Forever.

D. Grayson...OUT!

P.S. "If we close our eyes, we can't see anything."

If we close our eyes, maybe it will feel like the distance isn't so far and the time until we're together again will speed by in a blazing fury.