mrscrow's Dear Diary

Dear Diary, Flower petals welt and wither and drift to the hospitals floor and I crush it beneath my black Dr Marte...

Dear Diary, I want to get higher.  I've got a little bit left of the white crystals in the little plastic bag....

Dear Diary, wow.  Here I am.  April 2025. well..  Mr crow has morphed from my memories and deep fantasies....

Dear Diary, It's funny... How I miss you.  How I make bad decisions but they always lead me straight to you. No m...

Dear Diary, I feel promiscuous.  Thoughts are real.  So you must be here with me.  Watching me, touch myself.

Dear Diary, I feel absent. As if the thought of you being with me would fill me up with some presence. As if I'm vacant...

Dear Diary, Hey again or should I say high again. It sucks that you cant go to a hospital even in an emergency if have...

Dear Diary, I miss sitting in the long grass. I miss the insects I would spy on.  I miss seeing the trails a snail wo...

Dear Diary,  I miss the taste of raspberry bubble gum. I miss chewing it over and over again. Fitting as many pieces in...

Dear Diary, Mum just text me saying no to visiting her in hospital apparently I gave her a bug. I have a minor cold. No...

Dear Diary, the moon drops from the sky, and sun burns bright thick beams of sun light as yellow as honey chases the sha...

Note to self: get some more.

Dear Diary,  I like the ever changing tide in your eyes. How when they become blue icy glaciers from the coldest parts...

Dear Diary, I'm talking about someone new.  I thought about him all day. My heart sings for him. He whistles the same...

Dear Diary,  Hello hello. I'm at mr crows house we are just settling in and getting high. The last time we spoke he got...