Okay, this is my first diary entry since i got this stupid book. My therapist said she would be leaving town for a few months and in the meanwhile i would wright my "deep thoughts" into this book. Well i mean she technically mentioned that anything goes aslong as the book is finished by the time she's back. Although now that i think about it she never told me when she was planning on returning. I guess i should've asked but oh well.
Anyways now that I'm up at my desk righting i should probably wright something worth reading instead of just blabbering on about why I'm righting in the first place. Its strange though. Every time i look at this book it reminds me of something, someone? I don't know. I don't even know my sexuality anymore. I've been together with this guy Jax for about 5 months now and i think its safe to say he likes me but I'm not sure what I feel towards him. When I'm around them i don't really feel safe, or at least home. I don't know I'm probably just overthinking but he makes me feel some sort of discomfort. Back to my sexuality, I've met this girl. And every time I'm around her i feel safe. I feel like nothing but us two exists and the world just melts away around us. But I'm pretty sure she's straight. But I can't just ignore my feelings towards her.
I think I'm going to sign out for now, or whatever you say uhm goodbye? ill try to get back to this book soon. Bye.
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vent diary
Short Storyso okay i started on a story with this title but i didnt like the way i wrote it so heres another one? i hope i can make this one a little bit better than the first one.
