Dear Diary,

Alone and lonely are two different things. I don't know which one I falls into. Lucky I have u, sometimes. I talk to you. I write to you. You listen. You hear. You do nothing but I am relief every time when I see you. You always silent. You let me talk. You watch me cry, smile and laugh. I sing, you sing. See how wonderful to have you. Thanks diary.

ps: PMS belum lagi tapi dia tiba awal sikit.