Dear Diary,
What the hell is wrong with me? As soon as I got home from going out with my dad I just started crying over the littlest things. The phone ringing and cutting off my Internet, the constant lag my Skype was having, crashing in the middle of writing, finishing my hot chocolate. Holy hell.... I'm losing it. I need help.. I need a friend, someone to be there and listen...
I wish he was still here...
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