my diary

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It's the 29th December at 09:24 pm.

My day was nice. I got up at around 9 am. I had nightmares again so I was awake early. My mother and me drove to Odessa. Me and her went outside.
We did some canter practice which she did great.
Then we drove back home.

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I feel so empty and sad at the same time. It hurts so damn much, I hate it. I mean, even though I had a good day I'm still feeling like that. Why can't it just stop? Why?
I'm tired. My life is a mess. I'm a mess. I want to be dead. I cutted again.

⚠️TW end⚠️

That's it for today.

See you next time. Byeee:)