Diary Entry 3-9-17, 6:28 PM, Thrusday
Another bad day. Just like the others. My eyes felt heavy all day, and I just wanted to go numb and not feel anything. School just felt like a blur. The lessons seemed like background music to my raging thoughts in my brain. I had to visit my guidance counselor because it got so bad. I stayed in her office for all of 7th period. And now I'm just sitting here, stuffing my face with Cheez-Its, feeling like a fat-** but good at the same time. I am home alone right now.......I could cut if I wanted to. If I'm brave enough. Man I really need to stop eating these Cheez-Its. But they are so ** good........My big solo for my shop class (music) is in precisely a week and a half. But I still have a lot of music left to practice, so I should probably practice soon. The BTS concert is also on the same day. That should make my day better. Have you heard of BTS? They are a kpop group that I adore. I've seen a few kpop groups live (EXO, Mamamoo, Eric Nam, Day6) but this one should be extra special. Pus it's on a Friday. A pretty radical start to the weekend right? I would say so......you know something.........writing in a diary is awesome, but strange at the same time. I say this because we refer to a diary as a person, but in reality we are only talking to ourselves. I think it's definitely something to ponder about. I ponder of strange things. Things like "What does it look like when you die? Will you see light or darkness?" "What if I'm just an enigma in someone else's imagination?" "What causes fears of monsters and other stuff? Why do we get scared by their features?" I think and talk too much don't I? ~
I have one question? Why did you tag this with the sexual tag? Not saying anything bad, I'm just curious as to what you were thinking when you did that. Better yet, what are you thinking now after I have said something? Are you angry? Ashamed? Or happy? More people should talk about what they're thinking and feeling so other can help. But beware, there are many ** out here who will try to shame you. Your goal in life is to learn how to tell everyone to FUCKOFF. You learn that and got life by the **.
Oh i didn't mean to tag it as sexual that was a mistake sorry
So it was a subconscious decision? very interesting
Or maybe it was simply an error. Something's don't need analysing and justifying.
Interesting