Dear Diary:
Today, Finland threw my phone out the window and told me I'm shit
It's not like I cared... I don't have feelings anyways
Also, I spent the whole day in my room because everyone's being an asshole to me for some obvious reason I'm not aware of
I barley died twice, but I'm not going back out there. I fortunately have lots of patience (sometimes) and I will wait for all this -whatever's happening- to stop
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OK THAT'S IT, I'M DONE WITH EVERYTHING
Sealand randomly burst into my room, started jumping and running around and then left
But that's not the part that pissed me off. Oh, no
He left the door half open
SOMEONE OBVIOUSLY HASN'T EVER HEARD OF CLOSING THE GODDAMN DOOR
I wanna move out NOW NOW NOW NOW
Unfortunately, I'm physically less than 18 so... I'd have a hard time convincing people otherwise
And I can't drive... or cook... or anything
Also, I don't know anyone older than 18 who I actually wanna live with
So I'm fucked
Unless... I put myself for sale...
But I already did that, so no, no...
I can put myself for adoption though. I'm a good actor and I can pretend I'm a young normal teenage boy
Or I can just move back to my country...
That sounds like a good idea, but I'm extremely poor
....
Fuck
Well, I can always run away again
Nobody cared last time... why now?
-Iceland
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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...
