Dear diary,
It's 2:00 a.m. and I don't even have a completely good reason to write. I don't even know why I'm doing this if there is no point.
At times I just wish my mind can stop thinking. I always think of the worst thing that could happen. Sometimes people try to ignore those horrible thoughts, but the more you try to stop thinking about it, you end up thinking about it more.
Looks like there was no point in writing this. Bye.
Sarah
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