Dear Diary...
Mom, about to start ranting about my bitchy stepmom for shit that happened in the past: She stole my job & my husb—
Me: We don't want to hear you rant. We don't want to know. We don't need to know.
Mom: ... Fuck you. Hope you're alone for the rest of your life.
Me, tired of her bs & choosing to say quiet: ... 🖕
♡~K
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Dear Diary
General FictionDaily rants & vents from the perspective of a queer Gen Z teen who was cursed by being born in the 21st century [[Authors note: Tries to upload once every few days]]
