Well day two of writing in this Diary. have an old one but, it is just breaking apart. Well my cousin Lauren's b-day was this month. It was on the fourth. We usually go visit her in Canada the first friday in August but my dad has lots of work to do so we have to go on the seventeenth. Then we have to leave the twent twentieth because my uncle can't watch Mary that long. I'm thinking... maybe because of his work. On page 3 -> there will be a countdown to see how long until I go to canada.
I am about to go to the *** pool with Abi. I just like to swim with her. She still plays with littlest pet Shops. At least she doesn't play barbies like hannah. I HATE THEM! Not hannah and Abby. The toys. *SIGH* Girly girls.
OKAY, WOW, THIS PISSES ME OFF. YOU GREW UP TOO FAST, YOU SHITFUCK. THEY WERE GOOD FRIENDS AND YOU PUSHED THEM AWAY BECAUSE YOU LIKED VIDEO GAMES INSTEAD OF BARBIES AND LITTLEST PET SHOP TOYS. FUCKING FUCK YOU, PAST SELF. MGNFMFNMFMGNG
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Dear Diary...
RandomA collection of my diary entries from when I was a child. I'm only doing this to publicly embarrass myself because I'm just as stupid as I was when I wrote these diary entries.
