— temporary bliss's Dear Diary

Index
July 13, 2025
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
Jul 13
The Devil's Apartment
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
Jul 11
Another Trip
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
Jul 02
Return Of The Dead (Part 3)
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
Jun 11
Return Of The Dead (Part 2)
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
Jun 08
Return Of The Dead (Part 1)
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.
Jun 06
Miraculous Recovery
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
Jun 04
Back Pain
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
Jun 03
Rematch & Parasites
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
May 31
Condom Fiasco
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
May 21
A Poem For Chace
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,
May 18
⛈️
The urge to throw myself off the stairs..
May 17
Haunted
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
May 15
My Niece's Vocabulary (And Its Evolution)
vitamins ⁠→ batata ⁠→ vitaminsbutterfly ⁠→ batata ⁠→ buttiflycrocodile ⁠→ cocoyayat ⁠→ cocodilelion ⁠→ liont ⁠→ lalat ⁠→ lionmore ⁠→ mores ⁠→ moosh ⁠→ mymilk ⁠→ mix ⁠→ milk-k-k-k-kpapaya ⁠→ papayayacucumber ⁠→ keekaboobrachiosaurus ⁠→ rachiosaursthJa
May 13
The Island 🏝️
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
May 06