Entry 1. Wednesday.
This morning was nice, and of course by nice I mean I woke up in the mustiest bus in the world. I got this journal to write down my thoughts because I'd probably get bullied more for going to a therapist and I don't think I'd like therapy. I'm not good with talking out loud, and it's very time consuming.
Puff had been talking a lot about making an album, it's a good idea as the band has been doing pretty well. So having therapy would be distracting. Though now that I think about it might be best to do things without the band, I don't hate them, but sometimes I get annoyed. Axel doesn't seem to have a filter and neither does Puff, and it's like I'm a punching bag to them though I know they're joking. I find it funny most days, but I guess I overthink it sometimes. Deejay's alright, we don't talk too terribly much but I don't really talk to anyone. In fact I think I've written more in this first entry than I've spoken all week.
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