Dear Diary,
Today I woke up with shed tears on my eyes. My dream is about a man caged in a deep hollow tunnel. He's shouting for so many times, and I can't find any way to help him.
Or does it matter if I do, or what? It's just a dream. I don't know, but there's something about him I can't get over with. My tears just keep on pouring even I am already wide awake.
Diary, does this make sense to cry over something unrealistic? It's so ovious that is non-sense. Maybe it means I should look for someone to be with. I've never give my self a chance after Drew and I broke up few months ago. I've burried my self into nothing.
Ohh, god, how about me making out with other guys? I've never been with someone after what happened. Well, except with Kylie, my best friend. I'm tired of making new friends. Even there are some who asked me to go out of a date, I would probably say no.
What should I do, diary? Should I maybe find a better way to moved on? But how? I'm happy even if it is just me and Kylie all day. I just feel that no one's ever gonna be true to me.
I'm a campus queen, and maybe they just wanted to be friends with me because they wanted to be popular as me. I hate those bitches, can't even imagine going out to party with them.
Well, that's all for now, diary. I gotta be prepared for school. I'm gonna be late.
Love, Jenny.
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