K. Vol got this journal for me for Christmas last year. Bored, found it...

{Few moments pass..}

What are you supposed to do with this.. this I guess. Write stuff. Bitch, whine, moan, legitimize your own catastrophic thinking and then run with it? I don't even wanna. Whats the point of writing down your thoughts.

Lia suggested I do it too back when I sat in her office at HGH. Yep.

{more time passes staring at the book}.

Ok I'm done.