Entry Number Two
喝啊让他
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25 December, 1:30 A.M
My mom really made me get up at 12:30 so we could open presents. Said she wanted to try something new. And I don't see myself sleeping anytime in the near future. Mom. If you're reading this: heck you.
What am I supposed to do when I wake up in the morning now? I mean, if I end up getting to sleep. 'Cause you can only wake up if you fall asleep first. Science.
I really want to sleep. Like really bad. And then hecking Yoongi invaded my hecking thought process. Heck you, Yoongi. Damn. I really wish you were aware of my existence. Wouldn't that be spontaneous?
Heck yeah, it would be.
I don't have any poetry for you at the moment...
Shall I leave you with some Billie?
I shall.
Isn't it lovely? All alone...
Heart made of glass, my mind of stone...
Tear me to peices; skin and bone.
Hello, welcome home.
(Billie Eilish, Lovely)
Yeah so that's my cue to leave. Sleep well. If you even do sleep, I guess. I don't want to assume anything, so I'll leave it at that.
25 December, 1:40 A.M
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Fanfictionwhere jimin loses his journal at school, which beheld many embarrassingly detailed stories of his and yoongi's (read: very gay crush) school interaction, and yoongi just so happens to be the one to find it.
