Kris, January 1
Forget Me Not, Dear DiaryDear Diary,
Err... Hi. Ah, .
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I'm just in my first page and look at that mess.
I can't believe I'm doing this.
So, hi, notebook. Or diary. Or journal. Or... ah, goddamn it. Fine. I won't call you - and whatever this is I'm doing - any name. The whole 'Dear Diary' thing really isn't my style.
How do you even do this? Jesus... Can't believe I talked myself into buying you earlier in the store. Never in the 24 years I graced this world with my presence have I done this. But it's the new year today... you know, new beginnings and stuff like that. That's why I'm here.
I don't know talking to a notebook will help. It seems to help her though. I think it does. So maybe you can help me like how her diary helps her too.
Heaven knows I need all the help in the world.
You're probably wondering what the hell I'm talking about. Well, long story short... There's a girl. Ah, no, . Scratch that. She's the girl, you get what I'm saying? Thing is, she got into this accident nearly 2 months ago and... She doesn't remember anything. She remembers no one.
She doesn't remember me.
, right?
Sooyoung - that's her name. Pretty, yeah? Funny how she can't swim though - is doing better. No one's suffering as much as she is, even if she doesn't let it show. I won't ever really understand how it feels like to look at y
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