100 Days

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Day 98

9.11

I'm still here. I'm a coward. I had a breakdown and spent a whole day in bed crying. I'm out of tears now. I'm empty. It's time.

11.23

I have to write a letter. I owe that to my mum. I tried so many times but I can't get it right. I have to get it right before I go. It seems so lame, my reasons when I try to put I down on paper. Like I don't have a reason good enough. I'm weak. I'm pitiful.

17.23

Yeah, it doesn't look like I can do this today. That's too bad. I was really looking forward to it. I don't even know why I started to write in this journal. To feel less lonely? It's stupid. Like some words on a paper will help me with that. I just want to go to sleep and never wake up. That would be for the best. Tomorrow.

22.08

I took a shower. I want to be presentable. I changed the bed linen. I'm ready. Tomorrow.