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// Entry 11 
// Story: Diary Of A Closet Romantic 
// by Lunar Spice 
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Dear Journal,


Well, I'm still here. I think I prefer to be asleep over being awake.

It turns out that a spiked ice cream float (vanilla ice cream with spiked seltzer) works kinda, but I think I just prefer opening up an ice-cold can and drinking from that. I drank way too much, which helped me forget my worries and just enjoy my cartoons.

...

This is stupid!

I'm stupid!

I hate that I can't control my emotions when I'm around her or when I'm even thinking about her!

Not even watching bloopers are helping me feel better.

I need to find something that will help me get my mind off of her. And it probably shouldn't be as destructive as getting piss-drunk every day. But I can't think of anything else that will help.

I'm so tired of being me. I can't take it anymore!

I can't trust myself. I'll make the same damn mistakes over and over again because I just won't learn.

I... don't think I should visit her again for a while. I'll just end up humiliating myself again.