The tiny stories of the cafe

The Stories of Cafe

Day - 1

Terrys story

My therapist told me to keep a journal, last night it was raining and thundering a lot. It sounded like bombs going off. The voice was there again it kept saying the words "Help me I cant take diying over and over again"  My medcine doesnt stop it either the voice sounded exhausted. My boyfriend robust doesnt seem to know much about it too. Tommrow I going on a date with him.

Day - 2

I started my day with brushing my teeth and getting ready for the date. Me and robust pefer going in the mornings. I packed my pills into my bag and walked out of the door, I got in my car and drove to the cafe. A girl in a bunny suit with bunny ears and fishnet socks asked what we would like, both me and robust deacided to share a pie togher when it arrived the pie was frozen... like a rock frozen im never going to that cafe again, or ever write in this diary again either.

Written by big

Cover art by logs