Dear Diary...
I'm hungry, but I'm feeling too depressed to eat QwQ
Brain, pls let me eat—
Ik there aren't any Poptarts left, but pls at least eat the chips you have have or the leftover pizza in the kitchen—
Sincerely, K
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Dear Diary
Ficción GeneralDaily 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]]