№ 014 disgust

[trick_room]

3.18.11

It's been a long time. Too long. I guess I was so worried about keeping my journal hidden that I hid it from myself. Besides... I think I forgot about it the other week.

Weird stuff. I wasn't me or some shit. It was gross. I saw my entry I made on my journal and I was all happy. Anne...

Anne... Anne. What was all of that? I've been thinking about it for a long time. Dunno what it's about. I was, like... way different. I can't say how because it's so disgusting to me but it's true. I haven't talked to anyone about it yet, but I think I'll pretend it never happened. The experience is a liiiiiittle foggy for me, and I just hope I didn't tell anyone about Anne. I don't want any of these losers to know, because it's stupid anyways. They'd know too much.

Everyone here's so stupid. I'd like to kill 'em all. Maybe it's about time I laid a curse... it's been too long. It's kinda driving me up the wall.

Okay, I know what that was. I'm too afraid to tell my own diary, but I told myself I was gonna write everything down. That sounds like such a dumb idea, to tell you the truth. What if someone took it? Peh, that's why I hide this sucker, I guess. Anyways, I know what that week was. Anne never left me, did she? She wanted to be my friend forever. I love the word forever, but forever doesn't exist. Fuck forever. I hate change. Tssk! It's not like that could have happened. She was still just like she was when she was younger, and besides, she'd probably leave me here in this dump.

...I think.

I think I'll stay in my room longer. Hide. When fucking Smee's here, I'll just go hide somewhere else. That's what I've been doing anyways... I feel like shit.