Dear Journal,
I'm tired of the way I'm treated on this forsaken planet.
Everything in it's being has come to supress me and my mood.
I cannot put up with this much longer.
People should respect me, for I am Cody-John.
You may ask, "how is that important?"
I will reply, "Because I am the purpose in which you live for."
I love you, Journal.
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Cut me down to nothing.
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