The time is 20:12, i am laying in bed. Trying to get a better sleep schedule.
20:13:
We had a concert today. Who would have guessed? It went okay. I want to be the lucia bride, i want to be recognized. "For once"
I get recognized all the time. The teachers almost always pick me when i have my hand up, i got a solo, stuff like that. That makes sense, i hate being the worst. I cant be. I must achieve the best, and i get dissapointed if i fail to do so. Its not healthy, and i hate myself for it. I am listening to Wilbur Soot.
I figured out what can move me.
Its trains, hugs, planes, and sushi.
Im sorry,
But Boris,
Im leaving.
Im not good for anyone here.
-Im Sorry Boris
Wilbur Soot
You City Gave Me Asthma
I can finally go to ballet again, tomorrow. After about three weeks. Its been a long time. I am glad to soon see my friends over there again. Its also the last time before christmas. I dont know what to feel about that.
-bitt3rsw33tt
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diary 1.0
Non-Fictioni wanted to write something that wasnt fanfiction, so i wrote this. hope you guys enjoy !! :> also, this is from the 11th of november 2021 - 31th of december 2021. i am going to be writing some other stuff, but not one more diary. at least not for n...
