Dear Journal,
Yesterday. Oh yesterday passed by just like that.
I smoked about 50 cigarettes, and imagined Leonardo di Caprio to be my best friend.
This image of this famous actor I hold in my head has pulled me through many troubled times.
No more cigarettes. I really do want to quit.
My heart is filled with love and it's overflowing.
As I imagine my life, my life unravels itself-- sweetly, full of surprises.
Can't love the guys who profess feelings for me.
Is there a great guy for me?
All work from today.
I'm grateful for my job.
I'm grateful for my home.
I'm grateful for food.
I'm grateful for my shweet mom and pop.
I'm grateful for Natasha.
I'm grateful for Booch.
I'm grateful for Melon.
I'm grateful for Sadhya.
I'm grateful for all my dreams. They propel me onward.
I'm grateful for love.
I'm grateful for life.
I'm grateful for everything.
Love,
Me.
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