Dear Diary:
I look like shit. I'm surprised my mirror didn't explode... I obviously didn't sleep well. I feel like trash: dirty and useless
Ok so...
I'm sick now because I took a shower and slipped and just layed there in the cold all night sobbing
And everyone left because they're gonna figure out where the next meeting is so I'm home alone with Sealand and he gave me soup...
But I could of sworn I heard screaming and sirens outside so either somebody was murdered or he set the kitchen on fire...
There's smoke coming into my room...
......
This suddenly turned into a help note
Anyways, he helped me feel better and I really appreciate that because nobody actually helped me through this pa *tear drops*
Holy shit I can't see there's smoke all over the place. It's so much it made me tear up
I need an oXYGEN TANK
ANYWAYS- I loweky can't feel bad anymore because I cried so much I'm dry
But it's so weird...
Like... I don't feel terrific but... I don't know...
I mean, I do miss him, don't get me wrong
Hm... I really haven't thought abo *page has a long line that reaches the bottom*
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Iceland's Diary: It Began In Summer
FanfictionNorway gives Iceland a diary he bought at the dollar store for no reason in particular. Iceland starts writing in it out of pity, narrating his shitty life and awkward teenage adventures with his friends and the rest of the Nordics. And that's pret...
