Dear Journal,
Sorry I have been neglecting you. I will write in you often in the middle of April. But as of now, I have no time.
From,
Serene
I'm going under another horrible mood. e.o It's partly connected to stress. I'm also beginning to hate myself. I hate myself, and what I write. I hate this journal of mine because it's filled with my words. I hate the way I speak and the way I walk, and the way I think. And if you think that I am saying all of this in an angst-y voice, you're wrong. I'm saying all of this this in a very detached and bored voice. I hate that too.
I wish I could spend a week in a time-less space locked up in a library. And then I could return.
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Serene: To the General Public At Last
A few pieces of Ser's thoughts and life, which are carefully broken down from her life mosaic and preserved into this online journal. Read with care.
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