Dear Diary,
I slept in Kemper’s bed last night. I couldn’t sleep in my own.
I woke up and he was already gone for work.
I feel so alone and depressed.
I just want to lie in bed and listen to depressing ass music. There is a song in my head, Here with me by Dido, that is how I feel 100%
I feel awful and not a part of this life. I just exist, taking air from people living their lives.