Dear Diary ,
I can share my life's ups and downs with everyone but you. Yeah, I know you look pretty harmless and can be a collection of all my beautiful memories, but I also know that you are not as harmless as you look. I have heard that many of your friends open up easily to those who they are not meant to open up to. I can trust people but not you. You can betray me easily. You always get into wrong hands. Always....
It's not like I never wanted to trust you or others like you. I have tried to, but failed. I am always inconsistent in talking to you. I tried many times but I cannot make a friend out of you. I never have fun in having this one way conversation with you. Don't you understand? I want you to yell at me when I am wrong and cheer me on when I am right. You do none of these. You just lie down, lifeless. Hearing but not listening.
Whenever any one gifts me a diary, I love it but I don't know what to do with it. First I started making slam books out of diaries, but then I stopped doing that, because I am not good at keeping slam and autograph books.
Well, now I am using you for useful matters. I am writing all my cooking recipes on you. This way I can get help from you whenever I want and you won't ever be able to betray me. I wouldn't have to worry about you. And Yeah, you look cuter this way.
Distrustfully,
P.S: This post is not written in anger :p. It shouldn't be offending to anyone, as it's my personal opinion. Also, plz take this poll and tell me if you trust your diary or not.
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