Allen's Diary

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The fallen angel sighed, and picked up his pen.

Dear Diary,

I guess it's getting better. Well, some thinks. Xiao finally left me alone. Buds of mine celebrated the whole 420 thing. I didn't. I thought if i didn't I wouldn't smoke either.

That didn't work. I saw an outcast, and I have no doubt they had Starshots. I panicked a bit, called the Italian brothers. They hid, and I sped home. I smoked half a pack and bought more.

Oh well.

Maybe I can stop one of these days. Or I'll have charcoal lungs first. I'll find out.