Day 83: I thought this outfit was interesting.
Day 82: My eyes are like a pear of mushrooms from the Mario Brothers game.
Day 81: There’s a hole in my heart. Yes, I made this medal heart myself in Stain Glass myself.
Day 80: I’m done fighting. Good luck, buddy.
Day 78: I can’t see you. Everything is a blur to me..
Day 77: Choir trip with my best friends.
Day 76: Homework is a bitch.
Day 75: “I’m slowly losing faith.”
I feel like there’s nothing that could be fixed.
