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 How Did We Get Here?

How Did We Get Here?

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Chapter 1 My disastrous diary

Word Count: 1215    |    Released on: 08/10/2021

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your unique, bold, silhouettes, brown cover. Curling almost invisible in the middle of your golden words 'Her diary'. God, what am I saying, It's been only 48 hours you haven't grasp my i

ong, I'm not scolding my sister or anything. Although it looks like I c

the Hotel at these couple of days, way exhausted to lift a pen and write to you, I'd be lying. Perhaps I say, I got too di

me. Infact I'm stll very pissed, I'm not even pissed I'm livid. The tolerance to bare a smile at m

st. Just because! he thinks my food was not healthy at all. Apparently it had no calories, no low cholesterol and certainly no proteins. And so the almighty Silver preached to me th

decent tip but busy laughing about their rich lives. Over a lousy cup

waiting for them to finally order. Hungry like

ard to my older sister. Like his some dumb first time player that thinks he has to thr

if he doesn't think his parents ever worked hard for what he has. Geez,

mach and actually wants me to gag right at his black HUGO BOSS formal shoe. And now we sufferin

e other teenagers. Experimenting pots and weed. One day he happened to recieve the inheritance tha

he has turned my s

so heavy. Becca pick any dress you like. Becca this, Becca that and oh, Becca I'm

t to mention his animated smile. If you know that popular character named, Aladdin is definitely him. Jesus, it's 's a plain torture. The guy doesn't even brush his teeth I swear but he like

ress his exploding ego. My poor Jake, always trying to impress others before himself. I don't even know why w

t me wrong I really love my sister very very much. We almost like identi

forgets his wallets twice! at his two first dates? I keep reminding my sister that something is so fishy with this guy but no! she keeps covering for him

shaffled a

e even trembling, covered by the sweats from his quickening pulse. The way his temperature has risen you can swore his DNA was

he was digging himself into, because it's certainly feels like it weighs seven hundred pounds on top of his hands right now and he

a two million nothings in it. He hasn't been on a gym yet but his mixed emotions has consumed his energy like his

he continuosly sat there. Speechless, scanning the words repeate

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