day two hundred and seventy one

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sometimes i forget why i still write in this diary of mine...it's strayed away from its main purpose. no longer does it contain my painful emotions, but it contains desperate pleads. sorry kacchan, but i have to take this diary for now. i want to write in it more.

i just have the urge to scribble on these pages like i did before everything happened.

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