Dear diary,

I am fucked up. As usual. Buuuut im being fucking crazy alcoholic slut, more than usual because im going back to work tomorrow so ill have to chill the fuck out. Unfortunately. Anyways buhbye

Love Roya 

Dear diary, 

I woke up earlier than usual because i had nightmares about dead children, fucking my ex (that one was nice), murky waters (which im scared as fuck) and pirate boats (?). Then i arrived work and for a brief moment of happiness, finished (or thought) my work at 10am and was chilling here on MR, but at 3pm a worker arrived with 40 new water pipe installations he made and i had to include them all on the system, which was fucking slow. So yea, im tired. But i arrived home, had a damn good dinner. Mom made rice with jerked salt meat (that we made ourselves), bacon and carrot farofa, feijoada then lettuce, tomato and green bean salad. Now im lying down on my bed, listening to Arctic monkeys and eating coconut chocolate. Im pretty sleepy so soon ill engage in playing Harvest Moon til i sleep. Not before i masturbate while watching a good new bdsm lesbian porn ill hopefully find. Overall it was a pretty good day.

Thats it.

Love, 

Roya.

Dear diary,

My head is killing me, i have one of the worst hangovers ever. Im really trying not to puke but its so hard.

I should've kept drinking my ass off, that id probably be well now. Secret to dont have hangovers is to keep drinking

Ughhhhg

Dear diary, I am regretting not paying enough attention when buying my whole chicken as I got one with giblets not the usual without one and I am really really really not looking forward to what I need to do shortly to remove them.

Dear diary,

I think today I am not going to tell you anything out of spite. You've heard many of my embarrassing moments, yet you don't ever offer me any advice in return.

You listen, you silently judge, and you laugh at me behind my back.

Fuck you diary.

Dear Diary,

Well it has been some time since i last wrote in one of these things,

and to be completely honest, i am at a loss of what i should or even want to write.

I guess i will tell you about my Mother's Day.

It started as a pretty quiet day to be honest, ended up making me Pancakes and Coffee for breakkie,

Then i played a lil poker, boy oh boy was i happy that i didn't go out first altho i cant remember my exact placing.

did some gardening while listening to music.

and finished it off with some Corned Beef Chop Suey.

So overall a good but average day.

Drinking morning coffee. Rug looking at me like it’s holding out hope of a hoovering. I might rug, I might. Time for college work and torment. Heartache and headache. Music and misery. Can’t wait. Maybe later I’ll add some avocado to a meal and feel exotic about it. Oh lord, the days are just packed.

Dear Diary

I am super excited to have been given the opportunity to rebuild the Great City of Detroit, I have a million ideas and can't wait to get my hands dirty and turn this place around. It won't be easy, but I have never shied away from a challenge. 

Another day in the concrete jungle, navigating the treacherous world of organized crime. The streets are filled with tension, and I'm always on the lookout for rival gangs and the long arm of the law.

Dear diary

This strange thing keeps happening when I wake up. A large sign appears telling me "Your sentence is up your free to go" or something like that. Thing is before I went to sleep I am certain I was never in jail. Or am I and don't know it ! Other than that my day is great

Dear Diary.

Well what to say. I have this huge crush on someone who has no clue how much he affects me like no others can.

Bye me

Dear diary,

today i died. Yes, i died while i was sleeping. Its always sad to die, but at least i get to build a new character and this is fun

So, see you again soon when this war ends. 

Love,

Christabella

Dear Diary,

Today, something extraordinary happened. As I was taking a walk in the park, I stumbled upon a majestic creature unlike anything I've ever seen before. It was a unicorn, but not just any unicorn. This one had a shimmering coat of silver and gold, with a magnificent horn that seemed to emit a soft, ethereal glow.

To my amazement, the unicorn spoke to me in a melodic voice. It introduced itself as Celestia, a time-traveling unicorn with the ability to journey through different eras. We embarked on a thrilling adventure through time, visiting ancient civilizations, witnessing historical events, and even glimpsing into the future.

We soared through the skies, racing against the winds, and galloped across vast landscapes filled with wonder. Celestia shared stories of ancient legends and imparted wisdom about the importance of cherishing every moment and embracing the magic of life.

After what felt like an eternity of enchantment, Celestia bid me farewell, vanishing into a shimmering portal that appeared before us. I stood there, breathless and in awe of the extraordinary experience I had just encountered.

As I write this, Diary, I can hardly believe that it truly happened. The memories are etched in my heart, reminding me to embrace the unexpected and never shy away from the extraordinary possibilities that life may present.

Until our paths cross again, I'll cherish this magical encounter with Celestia, the time-traveling unicorn, and hold onto the belief that even the most extraordinary adventures can unfold in the most unexpected of places.