— temporary bliss's Dear Diary

In my determination to satisfy my curiosity, I messaged Johannes nine days after his reappearance in my inbox. During this time, I had Discord Nitro, a premium feature of the app. No, I didn't pay. I availed myself of the one-month free trial. B

I intended to publish this entry a month ago, but at that time, both the app and the website were down for days, so it ended up marinating in my notes. This post will talk about Johannes again. Specifically, his apartment. I was staring at

We're going to a beach resort tomorrow. Truth be told, I'd much rather stay home and sleep for two days straight. I've even wished to be sick, or to collapse, or something—just to have a legitimate excuse to be left behind. In an attempt to enti

So I talked to Johannes. Sorry, I'm weak. I have no self-control 😔 Besides, I wanted to know if he's miserable. This was several minutes after he deleted his “How are you, Bliss?” I answered it with: “Not so good. I have a cold. Hbu?” Then stra

I was in the shower, my shuffled playlist blasting from my phone, finally able to dance again now that my back had fully healed. The last music that played was a Chinese song called "A Little Sweet", and so adrift was my mind in daydreams that recogn

Oh my God.. You wouldn't believe it. I just got out of the shower and when I checked my phone, a notification showed a message from... the charming knight who fixed my heart. And also the same bastard who ripped it apart in ways others never did.

My back... has significantly improved. I expected it to get worse, but upon waking, I was able to stand without wincing or moaning in pain. Was it the frozen glass? The solid night’s sleep? There’s still a lingering ache, sure, but it only stirs with

My back... hurts like hell. Oh, God... I feel injured. But I'm afraid I might just be overreacting, because if my sister had this, she would still be able to move around just fine. She's a mum, and for some reason, mums seem to possess some superhuma

Huh. So that cute guy from the Netherlands I was playing chess with, the one who has the same name as Johannes, challenged me to a rematch. I accepted. However, I guess mainly playing Blitz has completely wrecked my patience, because I absolutely suc

When I was in 6th grade, I almost bought condoms thinking they were candy. It all started with a TV commercial. One of the country's most iconic action stars was the face of it. In the ad, he radiated energy—punching through walls, charging

Four years ago today, I wrote my very first poem in French. It wasn't a masterpiece, not by any stretch. The lines were simple—modest in structure, unadorned in style. Yet, it still clung to me, like all firsts do. I remember, with singular clarity,

The urge to throw myself off the stairs..

It is the curse of crimson that compelled me to visit the past again. To reopen wounds that haven't been healed. For this curse heightens my desires and my emotions, tormenting me in every colour my mood chooses to take shape in. For a week, ever

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I’m such an idiot. I had a completely different idea of what a sandbar was. In my head, I imagined an actual bar—like an open cocktail bar—set on the sand. I pictured a soulmate perched on a stool, sipping beer or some tropical drink, and me approach

Dear Diary, I started unfriending everyone on Facebook whose very loud about what's going on in their lives and unfollowed all pages that I had interest in the past. I am always using Facebook trying to find comedic contents but now I am over with

Dear Diary, I like helping anyone in their studies because that is the only way I am comfortable talking but then regrets when I solved things for them. That hits most when we're done and about to say goodbye. So, basically I am finding attention

Dear Diary, I have this male friend and I am always trying to help him in mathematics and programming. But, I don't feel like he is trying to empathize how lonely I am these days. He just messages me when he needs help. All of the talks is only abou

Dear Diary, I cried over my lonely life. ~ 6am Well, gotta sleep.

Dear Diary, I wish I have someone I can openly talk to, have fun and hug.

Dear Diary, I feel lonely.

Dear Diary, Everything feels good. There's balance of exercise, household chores, games and talk with a friend and family which makes me taste a good dose of happiness. But, lately, I feel goddamn fully attracted to hot muscular guys especially i

Dear Diary, I felt so lonely. And I badly longed for her to reply. But, nothing happened yet. And Wtf Am I doing, demanding someone to talk to me. Fck fck fck fck.....

Dear Diary, Fvck, I feel thrash again like those days when I wrote similar diaries. I sleep more than enough just to wait for notifications on school and scholarship matters but most of all, to wait if any of my friends or persons I like messaged m

Dear Diary, I can't sleep since last night. It's already 7:30 and I'm just waiting for 9AM online orientation about the school learning/teaching platform. I guess I'd be sleeping while watching it. I hope my head will  not fall on the laptop's scr

Dear Diary, Still can't get my sleep Anyways, I'll just write my recurring thoughts for today. I admit that I did body shamed many people now and I belittled most with their intelligence level. I spoke few words that hurts but most of it were

Dear Diary, I have a hard time getting back to my normal sleeping pattern (10pm-6pm).  Now, I sleep from 5am-1pm. I feel tired but I can't sleep. And I'm guilty of being obsessed checking my phone's notifications, scrolling through social media an

Dear Diary, Let's get away from the self pity that I am always doing here and let's make some attention seeking diary - I didn't mean it but somehow it feels like that. I stumbled upon a math problem in FB (see picture below) and it took me one

Dear Diary, It's 5 AM and I still can't sleep though I feel sleepy since 11 PM. I just feel so lonely since yesterday. As an introverted, mostly quiet, not expressive and studious guy, I too badly wanted a warm long hug from someone just to feel

Dear Diary, Hmm, maybe it's a gross for you, but it's been a week since I went commando (if you know what I mean). And, I maintained myself well cleaned all the times. It felt very normal now and I can just easily walk around the house and outside w