Dear Diary:
I am a poet ^<^
Behold; this is the amazing poem I have written
Because I am a poet...
Cough cough
Roses are blue
Violets are red
I may be stupid
But so are you for leaving me please come back I punched the wall I love you happy late birthday
It's perfect
Or maybe this one:
If you were a tree, you would be a good tree. But then I would have to kill you to write this letter hi I'm sorry for everything
IT'S A FLAWLESS PLAN!
WHAT COULD GO WRONG?!
(8 hours later)
HHHELP IT'S 2 AM AND I'M STILL SOBBING IN A SMALL DIRTY CORNER OF MY ROOM
I WENT TO HIS HOUSE AND ALL AND GAVE HIM THE LETTER AND HE READ IT BUT THEN HE RIPPED THE PAPER IN HALF AND CLOSED THE DOOR IN MY FACE
MY HEART IS DESTROYED I CAN'T LIVE ANYMORE I NEEEEEEEED HIIIIM
WHAT'S MY NAME
WHERE AM I
I DON'T KNOW ANYTHING WITH OUT HIM ;-;-;
THE HICKEYS ARE STARTING TO DISSAPPEAR TOO ;-; THIS CAN'T BE! I'M SO DEPRESSED
(2 minuted later)
Have I ever told you how much I love Sealand? He's the best person ever. Here I am, sobbing in pain, and he comes in with a bowl of ice cream and a spoon saying "Here, this will make you feel better"
AND NOW I'M CRYING BECAUSE HE'S SO PURE WHAT DID I DO TO DESERVE THIS
WHY AM I SO BIPOLAR?!?!
HHHHHHHHHHHHIAOWNFOAHD
MR. PUFFIN APPEARED OUT OF NOWHERE AND TOLD ME I'M A STUPID FUCK AND I AGREEEEEE
WAKE ME UP, WAKE ME UP INSIDE
SAVE MEEEEEEEEE
-A SAD BOY
Gee idfk what's going on anymore...
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Iceland's Diary: It Began In Summer
FanfictionNorway gives Iceland a diary he bought at the dollar store for no reason in particular. Iceland starts writing in it out of pity, narrating his shitty life and awkward teenage adventures with his friends and the rest of the Nordics. And that's pret...
