i went into this expecting it to be trash but weirdly enough this feels like finding an old grade school diary you write in the middle of having a crush, getting bullied, and a life crisis hidden along all the other unused stuff you throw at the very back of your top shelf. It’s annoying, frustrating, and in some ways relatable enough to keep me reading. It’s like reading that old shitty diary I wrote and cringing at myself for all the issues while crying my heart out of pity and relief.
i went into this expecting it to be trash but weirdly enough this feels like finding an old grade school diary you write in the middle of having a crush, getting bullied, and a life crisis hidden along all the other unused stuff you throw at the very back of your top shelf. It’s annoying, frustrating, and in some ways relatable enough to keep me reading. It’s like reading that old shitty diary I wrote and cringing at myself for all the issues while crying my heart out of pity and relief.