Dear Diary I am Brad Pitt. This is my divorce diary. This is my second go at this. I am becoming a writer. I write in my little divorce journal. Does this make me less manly? I don't really care. I don't mind being in touch my feminine side. My manhood is totally secure. I don't care. But I tell you this much: These daggone fires I keep lighting up in this house are gonna be the end of me one a these days. I just don't know what to make of it but I gotta have these fires burning when I go to bed and when I wake up. It is like burning the past and creating...I don't even know. Its like a barbecue in here. It is hot. But these fires give me life and hope in this big old empty house now that Angie and the kids are living up the street. At least she didn't move to Vietnam. Nothing against the place but its far, you know and I am not up for these trans-continental trips every weekend. I am a daggone loser, aren't I? I really messed up and...Angie recently said in an interview that she doesn't enjoy being single. She said there is nothing nice about being single and I feel the same way. Single life sucks. Single is for losers and I don't want to be single. I want my wife back and I want my kids back. That is what I want. But Angie thinks that since the marriage, is when our troubles really intensified. She thinks we are better off divorced. I don't know. I want Angie back in my life. I can't live without her. Don't get me wrong, living with her is a fucking challenge to say the least but I rather that challenge than living apart. It sucks. You hear me? It SUCKS! Am gonna light a fire right now. I wanna look into the flames of it and think about Angie. I just wanna think about Angie, the way she smells, the way she feels, the way she kisses me so hard on the neck. haaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa! Can you hear me screaming inside? I want to scream and scream and scream. I am all fucked up on a certain level. But I'm fine. I swear I am fine. And I am sober. I stopped drinking. My coach is very, very proud of me. Angie says she is very proud of me. But actually, I think I did suck at being married to her if you want to know the truth. For the life of me I can't figure out what the dickens was wrong!