Yumemirushojo | urban legend

Diary entry 1

Dear diary? I don't know what I'm supposed to put here.

It was weird, you know? The whole 'sitting in art class and suddenly, I feel like I'm dreaming.'
That must sound weird huh.. so, it all kinda started a couple months ago. I probably should have started journaling about it sooner, but I decided that it would pass and I would be fine.
I have a feeling I'm going to be wrong.

I was Walking in the halls, earbuds in, listening to music— like any other day. I thought about how disgusting human beings were. We're all glutinous, sick minded, greedy fucks. Myself Included. I fucking hated everyone and couldn't give less of a damn what happened to my school. I walked into my art class and sat down. There was a sub, so that meant no fucking work for me. One thing after another and suddenly I was sitting, taking to my friend and looking at my hands when I realized nothing felt real.

I felt like I was looking through another persons eyes, like I was watching someone else. Hell, it was scary. It was really scary. I told my friend how I was feeling, and she kinda just rolled her eyes and brushed it off.

I walked off to the bus and sat down, when suddenly it hit me again.
Like what you eat an edible and suddenly you feel an intense body high. It's like when your sitting there and all of sudden that high slaps you in the face and you think 'something isn't right.' If felt like that... just different. 

I sat on the bus and listened to 'The Lobotomy.' Sure it's a creepy ass song, but it comforted me.

When I was walking home from the bus, some revolting old lady stared at me from inside her broke ass car. I may have looked a little tired, slightly disturbed, but she should mind her own fucking business.

I liked the little water puddles though.

-1/23/24