The month were it all went wrong,
When my faith in karma disappeared...

Every second it comes closer,
Every day it seems less far...

June 17th 2003
Dear Diary...

I am a tall person
I have brown hair...

My eyes light up when I see you there,
your gorgeous eyes, your beautiful hair...

There’s just one thing left that I despise,
This community built on a pack of lies...

LET IT FALL
Give me a reason to live like this...

I really better go,
Just thought I’d let you know...

I’m holding on to a dream
That never will come true...

I will never turn back
The past is too bleak...

It would hurt if I never saw you,
I’d miss you every day...

In life you should try
And never give up...