You open such a book from such a long time ago. You read the first page.
Dear Death,
I don't know why I'm doing this dairy thing. I've never liked this kind of stuff but OKAAAAAY!? I had fun at school...understatement, I actually silently cried about not having enough research on my research project! Ugh! Okay, I ate a lot today, because why not? Anyways it was normal today. I was happy today. AND I watched lots of JonTron videos today~ ....Not much to say. ANYYYWAAAYS! Good talking to..myself, I'll write TOMORROW! To myself.....if I don't forget..
To still, myself,
MYSELF!
You continued to read onward despite the cringe that crawls along your back.
YOU ARE READING
Dear my pathetic excuse for a Diary
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