Dear Nobody, 9/25/17
It's currently 12:45 a.m. exactly. It's also Sunday. Wait, scratch that, it's now Monday. I just can't wait for school. If you couldn't tell, that was sarcasm. I know I'll be really tired, especially with the added drowsiness from the meds, but I can't sleep. I'm sorry, I can't help it. Bit after laying in bed for 3 hours, I decided to write this. I hope this becomes a near daily thing.
Shh, did you hear that?
My sister's talking in my sleeep. Well, more like mumbling. I'll write her name in here as G, because even though she doesn't know this exists, if she gets in my phone then I wouldn't want her to get mad. She gets mad very easily. If she gets mad at me for this, then I don't know what she'll do with me this time.
Fun fact about me: My family doesn't like me. My father and G are both abusive, except G not as much. Also my father doesn't live with me anymore so he doesn't get the chance. I can't blame G for the occasional outburst. That would be wrong. After all, it WAS me that got her mad.
Sorry, I'm ranting. I think this might be a good place to stop. God, I sure hope no one I know finds this. They'll laugh at me.
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●signing off 1:08 a.m.●
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Dear Nobody...
RandomThis is an online journal. That's all that needs to be said. Although I'm not sure why I'm writing this if no one will read it.
