Novas Diary: December 7th
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this is why I don't tell people my secrets. That's why there called secrets, there made to be kept, not to be revealed. I was laying on my bed, waiting for that dumbass text from that dumbass guy and I wonder, why the hell do I even try. I miss him, but it was supposed to be a secret. I felt stupid, I didn't know why. I ran my fingers through my dark black hair and sighed, trying to find something else to do instead of thinking about him. Drake.
