Journal Entry 3

Parents' home is always sooo distressing. There's always some argument going on, and it makes me wanna leave, but when I do leave, I miss them. Right now my life's ideologically conflicted, like the Great Gatsby, or the Bluest Eye.
I've long believed in existentialism, that this conflict is the fruit of my own desires. And I most certainly believe in naturalism, that happy endings do not exist, so yeah another conflict. What does it all mean? Am I gonna let the conflict poison my life, slaughter my ambitions, and laugh into my face?
Let's not skip to the ending and wait to see what happens!

Journal Entry 2

I gotta redecorate. Doesn't feel right here, doesn't feel like home.

Journal Entry 1

Here, I write to forget, and sometimes to remember.
Ĺet the fun begin!