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One time, I was moving, and I found notebooks of lyrics from my high school band. They weren’t emotional or anything, but still so, so bad. For about a day, I thought about how badly I needed to erase their existence, in a way that could not be reversed. I cut them into tiny pieces of paper, scrambled them up, then made four piles, and put one in each of my pants pockets.

I had to do errands at a few places, each 5 or 10 minutes apart from each other. At each one, I found a trash can and threw out a pile of the scraps of bad lyrics. At one place, a Canadian Tire, I saw 2 trash cans, so I put a pile in each.

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2 Comments

  1. Lester Lester

    This blog is honestly so good

  2. e e

    I concur. Also, I love the fact that DiaryLand still exists and hasn’t changed its layout. Please don’t ever modernise it. I actually got here today after poking around some ancient New Dream Network pages.

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