Saturday, March 25

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Dear Diary:

Today was our last day staying in this country with it's snow of doom. We decided to take a small walk around the city and then go straight to the airport

Our lives are long, surely there will be more than one occasion in which we'll visit again

Yesterday was a pretty heavy day for me, as you may tell by the previous diary entry so I decided to sit alone, close to nobody that I knew

Except the guy that sat next to me. He had a familiar face but I failed to recognize him

I watched a pretty interesting movie during the flight.... Actually, it was horrible. Not the plot or anything. The end was definitely not what I expected and now I'm unsatisfied

You know those movies where the person that's not supposed to die dies and the end seems rushed like

"Tim, the movie premier is in 1 week. What do we do with the end?!"

"U-Um.... HOW ABOUT THE PROTAGONIST DIES"

"WHAT ABOUT THE PLOT?"

"FUCK THAT! I JUST WANT MONEY"

AND BOOM

I just resumed half of the movies I watched in my whole li

I JUST SNEEZED ALL OVER THE PLACE WOW OMG

And everyone looked at me and said "Bless you"

I feel blessed like.... there's a small warm feeling in my soul

At least I know the airplane people care about me

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So i aM hOme

We forget to feed Hana again and Mr. Puffin told me he almost ate the cat

Just.... Way to go-

Also, I got a text from Hong Kong-

HK:  Are you ignoring me???

And then some eye emojis

Guess what I did? I ignored him

I don't wanna be an asshole or anything but I just really don't wanna talk to anyone anymore...

Except Sweden and the airplane people

I know they care

-Iceland

















Iceland is being an asshole tbh  no wonder he ain't my favorite Nordic smh

Teenage years, you know? You just want to feel wanted and you want people to prove it...but you won't mention that to them

Btw I got plenty of chapters planned for April... Since February lmao

I feel like this book is slowly turning into shit lol you feel that too? Fortunately there's a limit of chapters on here so in 83 chapters you'll never have to read this again

..... Unless I publish a part two or somebody else's diary but nobody wants that LMAO BE HONEST

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