February 3rd,
Dear Diary,
What does love feel like? I mean it’s a stupid thing to ask, but maybe not so stupid. I have never felt loved for my entire life. But maybe now I had. She’s perfect in every way; she makes me forget my problems in this shitty world. How? I have never forgotten!
I asked her out… I told her I was falling for her… I am falling for her.
She smiled at me and agreed with me, she kissed me again. It sent shivers down my spine. God she’s beautiful. I told her to call me whenever she wanted to kill herself. I told her she was perfect. I meant all those things. I don’t want to lose her; I might even want to forget all this begging for her….
I don’t know…
Bye…
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Diary of an Unloved
HorrorThe Anonymous diary of a suicidal who wont commit suicide and trys to conivice anyone to do the deed for him, but he might not always want the job done. Things change. Let me know what you think of my fictional story!!
