I find it quite amusing, it's great to finally find a thread that's not an apology, hating on someone or one that's begging. Keep it up, this is great!!
Dear diary, today has been a long day. Im going to die.. lol i wish diary, shouldve taken that oppurtunity long ago but now im just gonna have to stick it out till the end.actually no i dont want to die!i just need my pain meds. The t-pain meds that have a side effect of people sounding like poop whenever they speak. Though poop dont make sounds, except when it plops i guess
Feh hebu airy da 7th De-Diary This stupid old body is drivin me nuts. Getting sick of this. I try and control this body, but some old fools's soul and mind keep interruptin'. I say i say i say i have no idear wat dis old man be doin when i dont have the accesssssss. But now with his old dumb mind writin his diaries a down on heya i cun finlee see what he do. Now listen ode man if you readin this you old hag. You better read this and ill get you the glasses to read it if you cant! And not the ones you drink in! You have had enough time and use of this body you loser! Its my turn now and not the directive turn! the one where i get to drive! and not the one in the car! but where i steer! and not the one in the seat of a vehicle! but where i am the pilot! and not the one kf an aircraft! you get the point old man! ive given you enough chances to understand! Im tired of being all alone in this cocnut head of yours! !hard on the outside andd hollow on the inside! Now sleep you fool before you ache again! !actually let me move the meds again so you WILL indeed ache!
Dear Koolzers diary, I have no paper so i guess this crazy old mans book will have to do. I just Dutch ovened myself. It was not totally unpleasant. Is that odd? Not sure about the side effects tho. My eyebrows an nose hair fell out. Maybe a doctor is in order.
Dear Amanda, Here is some paper for your diary so you dont need to write in mine. You see I have a personal connection with this here "diary" if you catch myflow. What philisophical ananintriguing thoughts flow onto this here diary. You just need to respect that and its all good in the books
Dear new paper, I did not realize a diary was private. Who would have thunk!? Will keep hands to myself so i do not occur the wrath of koolzers cane. Reading his diary gave me a chuckle tho.
February 8 Dear diary, Im achin' and I'm shakin'! I can't find my meds! Somehow everyone I think I know where I put Em last they aren't there! And I'm worried diary I'm worried! I'm so worried! Fred is gaining control! Go away Fred no one likes you. . No one! :'(. You're messing with my weak old body!You see these wrinkles? Ya? I think I might need some botox shots up in these cracks! I worked hard for these wrinkles fred! Im like 80 something or something or another! Go away fred! :'((! And and... I miss you Korra... :'(