8/21/23
Monday
2:35am
I miss all the people that I used to know and it hurts so much that they're gone. It feels like grief even though they're still alive. I can see my friend Eden living her life through instagram with her new boyfriend, I watch my friend essence have fun with her friend I thought that we agreed on disliking, and I watch my friend Jay experiencing college with their friend group.
I've been left behind like I died 3 years ago and I'm just now noticing.
The pandemic is the worst thing that has ever happened to me and it kills me every single day that I can't go back.
I'm not supposed to be the age that I am. I'm supposed to be in the 10th grade and I am exited for my 17th birthday. It's so painful. The inability to regain what has been lost is a continuous source of anguish.
I'm not ready for life yet and I can't stop crying
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I Might Set Fire to This Later
NonfiksiThis book is going to be like my journal. It's going to be very personal. Like a walk through my mind. I'm challenging myself to just write with no filter. To get my thoughts out. I AM NOT RESPONSIBLE FOR YOUR TRIGGERS. You could say it's a get to...
