Dear Journal,
Holy shit! I'm part of the Heathers! I still don't know why they go by that. Either way, it's fucking amazing.
How does it feel to be part of hem and look like Hell on wheels? My god, it's beautiful! I can't believe this.
I don't like Duke or Chandler, but I hope that I'll slowly get better. Chandler, Alfred, might take me out. It's insane. I didn't even have many friends just yesterday! Now I'm part of the fucking Heathers!
I'm still in doubt. I'm not sure that this is real. It could he one if those dreams that feel perfectly real, and nothing seems off. Well, besides the fact that I'm where I am. All because of my ability to write fraud passes!
Maybe I can have some fun, and I'll have a good time at Westerburg. It's like heaven now, and even the jocks talk about me. Ew and fantastic at the same time?
I'll end this here.
L. Sawyer
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