Dear Diary, I'm a walking contradiction

Dear diary, f-ck you.

Dear diary.

Sick of holding onto lies,
Frightened of the truth.

Blessed with friends,
All they do for the most part is annoy me.

Laughter makes me want to throw up,
I want to smile again.

Have been sleeping for two weeks now,
Get more tired every day.

Want to be in Neverland,
Fuck Peter Pan.

I'm a walking contradiction.

Author's Note: Denise, sorry for insulting your beloved Peter Pan.