Diary Entry Thirty Three: Not Depressed

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October 18th, Wednesday
Dear diary,

It's Wentzday. I miss Pete.

I talked to Gerard. He and Frank made up and are probably fucking.

Fuck, I need Pete here in my arms. I need to be in his arms. I need to feel him next to me. I need to have him here...

I told Mom I was feeling down. She let it slip by. She said it's probably hormones. I told Gerard and he said the same.

Well, I guess I'm not depressed. I'm not.

Xoxo, Mikey

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