Dear Diary,
I was excited to come home. I thought I would end this day with a smile.
I was tired but I wanted to be awake because I wanna make up for my absence.
But tears fell. And continue to fall.
Because I realized that at the end of the day, my decisions would always be wrong.
And I would never do things right.
I just wish to be happy.
I want joy!
Stop killing me, please.
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