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Nay's Quiet Tears [real life events]

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Some nights, I write because the silence is too heavy.
Some days, I smile even when I don't feel it.
This diary is where I leave the pieces of me I can't say out loud.
Maybe if you read it, you'll understand a little bit of nay and the sadness that comes along with growing, breaking , and still hoping.

This isn't a story.
It's my diary and these pages I wrote when no one was listening.
I'm nay, and these are the moments that broke me, healed me, and sometimes left me somewhere in between.
Every entry is real. Every word is mine
This is my sad diary.

A diary full of feelings I couldn't hide anymore.
Sad days, lonely thoughts, quiet tears.
 Maybe someone out there will understand .
                          -nay 🩷All Rights Reserved

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