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dear diary... it feels weird saying dear diary because it's always been perceived as more of a young girl's term. but what else would i say? how about friend? i tell you all the things that go on inside my head, so why not?
dear friend, i've been struggling a lot in school. i look seven years old, and people continuously pick on me for it. on top of that, i'm being haunted by a mental illness i can't get rid off. i had a few mental breakdowns in class, but i put my head down. i thank god that johnny scafidi and his friends never notice, or else they'd call me a faggot. i don't think i'm gay, and if i was- it shouldn't matter, and i don't think crying makes you a faggot? i guess i can't really complain, i don't do anything to stop their endless and continuous bullying. i wish i wasn't so wimpy so i could beat their sorry asses. anyways.... i have to go to class before someone catches me in this stupid bathroom stall.
