But instead, he drew a pen from his pocket and began to write.
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Dear Diary,
Mood: Apathetic.
My life is spiraling downward. I couldn't get enough money to go to the Blood Red Romance and Suffocate Me Dry Concert. It sucks cuz they play some of my favorite songs like "Stab My Heart Because I Love You" and "Rip Apart My Soul" and of course, "Stabby Rip Stab Stab". And it doesn't help that I couldn't get my hair to do that flippy thing either. Like that guy from that band can do.
Some days ugh...
Ok, Ryuuzaki, I'm joking. You're not "emo", but that's not the point.
You're probably wondering if I read your journal. And because I care about our relationship as friends, I'm not going to lie to you. Yes, I did read this. Every last word of it up until last night's entry.
Also, about last night when you called Matt, I wasn't asleep. You should really be more careful about what you say. You forget I can speak English too.
But don't worry, I'm not disgusted. There's no way I could be when I feel what you're feeling.
-Yagami Raito
P.S. I'll be waiting for your reaction when you and I both wake up.
