my dairy is for your eyes

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(an email to my online dairy )

Oh how I still dream about my ex James. I think about him often about his lips, his gentle touch, and his loving eyes. But to be honest I think about him in lets hook up one more time terms. Not I want to talk to him again; which makes me think that the love I thought had for him was maybe just lust after all. Now realizing it was just lust makes me feel like a fool for even thinking it was love. Like Im that clique kind of girl, my first boyfriend ever is the love of my life. I feel like so foolish so clique right now. I hate you James

(Real life 1st person of April)

“After sending another email to my dairy (my secret email account) I feel so much better it’s always good to get your feelings out. I mean most people turn to drugs to numb their feelings, but I am smarter I just email my feelings to an inbox for my eyes only. Well I am going to take a shower and then go to bed. Wait I been saying this out loud; talking omg I’m a freak. Moreover, wow I’m still talking to myself.” Said April

(at school the next day)

Finally, I am on campus after a fifteen-minute walk. In a flash a girl, runs up to me holding a paper waving against the wind. The girl finally reaches me, and slam the paper the in my chest hard, than she just run away laughing. Which me leave in shock. I took the paper from my chest and read it was my email I sent to my dairy. I look up and it looks like the whole campus had been tree-pee with my personal emails.

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