Dear diary,
Does it make me a murderer, if someone stretches their hands out for help and I just stand and stare? Do I kill dreams? I think I killed a dream. But all I do is stand and stare.
This world is hell bent on sadness.
It's 1:09 AM and I feel suffocated.
Lily
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Dear Stranger
RandomDear you, They all love me. But none of them love me. They are all my friends, but none of them are my friends. I'm the goody two shoes.But I'm also not. I'm crying, but I'm also not. I'm okay, but I'm also not. I'm writing to you, but I don't know...
