January 3, 2024
Dear Buddy,
This will be my last entry. Happy New Year, by the way. You are my best friend but today, I feel like shit. They are now getting married and I guess this is where I put an end to all this craziness and fantasies. I mean, I should have done it a long time ago but I swear that this time, I will do it with the best capacity that I have.
I wish Venus happiness forever. Me? Well, I am here, still trying to prove a point, finding where my paragraph may end. Where do I stop? Where do I go? I am here, like a snail, crawling away while carrying my broken bones with me. I am so sorry but after this, I can't write to you anymore.
It's just that everything in me hurts. I know it's normal but my heart is too beaten to be optimistic and to be rational. I am too clouded. Today, I'm going to drop my pen. I am so sorry for doing this, it's not like you are not important to me but I'm going to leave you here for good. There is no turning back. This is my way of letting go of Venus completely.
Que sera, sera.
Running away,
Calum :'(