Shewrites 's Dear Diary

I scare myself with the things I could do to you The things I could see myself doing to you My loving nature is twisted into something more sinister I care so much I might die I might kill I wish things were different, I wish I didn’t see red

9:47pm I guess I'll write hear to clear my head. I wanted to travel around this time, but with everything going on, that's definitely not an option. I dream of a beach, I've never seen one before. Ocean as far as I can see. I hear the sound of th