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Post by Kiku Honda on Apr 22, 2012 17:44:42 GMT -5
Dear Journal,
I have been here for far too long. The view outside my window has not changed in the two years that I have been living in the same room; even snow looks the same. Sometimes, I wish I could go outside. Sometimes, I am glad I am here. No one hurts me here; at least, they don't mean to.
Every day, I wish my parents were still around. If I had one wish, it would be to bring them back. I would bring them back sooner than I would wish my own troubles away.
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Post by Kiku Honda on Apr 23, 2012 22:10:34 GMT -5
They gave me a roommate.
Kami, take me.[/i]
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Post by Kiku Honda on Apr 29, 2012 16:01:40 GMT -5
I wonder how fast I would die if I jumped off of a skyscraper...
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Post by Kiku Honda on May 4, 2012 23:15:40 GMT -5
Dear Journal,
... I actually sort of like my new roommate. He's cold, and seemingly emotionless, and probably doesn't return the feelings, but he can't be too bad. He didn't stare at me for too long while I cried; he even looked in the opposite direction. That helped me calm down faster.
Also... he's cute.
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