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Dear Diary, Long time, no write. If you're wondering why I've returned like a prodigal child with no money, it's because my therapist recommended I find more...productive methods to unleash my anger. To be honest, I found my original method of breaking things and screaming extremely effective, but alas. So why am I here today? Well, after plucking out my eyebrow and furiously failing at breathing exercises, I decided to channel my anger into ranting. God, I love ranting, and you Diary, are the best at listening. The issues started w...
The day I first met Mahsa, I felt like I'd been hit by lightning. So far I'd spent one week at my new school, and I was bored out of my mind. My old school was a notorious party school with tons of drama, fights in the hallways, and people worth dating. I wasn't used to debate tournaments being a big deal or seeing mathematics trophies occupy space in glass cases. So I skipped classes, wishing I didn't have to stay with my mom during the obnoxious pissing match that was my parents' divorce. My mom got a house in a neighbour...
(Hallo! You're reading my first story, so welcome. It's a collaborative work with Moon Lion, so please give them some love and comment if you enjoy this!) Stefan knew this plane ride was going to be hell. Actually fuck that, worse than hell, if that was even possible. He looked over at Karl, rubbing his eyes, as he leaned back in the uncomfortable fake leather seats. "God, I'm so tired." Karl narrowed his eyes at Stefan as he gently rocked their toddler. "Who was the one that said we should take the flight this late at night?" Stefa...
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