kamio's Dear Diary

fuck it… fuck all of this… I’m just done with all of this…

Nothing feels comparable to the feeling of someone holding you When you feel all alone, I feel all alone Nothing feels c...

Dear Diary, who else would spend their time in diaries, if not people wounded by love? Where else can we pour out our...

I’m really glad that people are starting to show up and share their feelings… it’s nice, it feels comforting. But it ki...

It feels cold, lonely, and empty. My mind keeps drifting off — there’s no focus, only apathy. I don’t just want to be...

I step into the New Year not lightly, but carrying the road that still stretches ahead. I move forward with the sear...

I long for beautiful words about love, for tender lines steeped in feeling and intensity. Please, whoever you are, keep...

Please, keep writing. Your words genuinely inspire and remind us that the world is not empty or meaningless — that there...

I came across a line that read : “Many marriages survive only because women have no desire to start engaging with men ag...

Dear Diary,  I no longer place my faith in empty words. How reassuring it is to know that there are men who express the...

After the tequila I drank last night, the day felt a little messy, like I was moving through a haze. But I still managed...

Emotions, no matter how intense, don’t become love by mere existence. Without choice, without risk, without accountabili...

Dear Diary, today I went out with some colleagues and we had a few cocktails in different places, and then at 11 pm, ins...

Sexual fantasy No. 233: he steps into my shoes and feels every single thing I went through, and only then realises what...

Right now I’m sitting here, staring at the ceiling, trying to find the words for everything happening inside me. It’s ha...