Author: miswi

Friday, August 9, 2024. Kenosha, Wisconsin. I drank from the Alaturka fountain, I have walked the thorniest path, Fate pushed me, or did I choose it? I discovered the world in the tide...

Thursday, August 8, 2024. East Dundee, Illinois. I don’t know why I got this account. I don’t feel like writing. Of course, when my accounts were blown up one after the other, I...

Sunday, August 5, 2024. Presho, South Dakota. I am sleepless. I am tired. I’m going to sleep now. But I’m only putting up with all this tiredness for the girls: for Paula and...

Saturday, August 3, 2024. Wenatchee, Washington. They are loading apples. They started late. It’s now 8:16 p.m...

Thursday, August 1, 2024. Brentwood, California. I’m bored. I’m very bored. For no serious reason. I make myself fall in love with someone and then break my own heart...

Wednesday, July 31, 2024. Van Nuys, California. I don’t feel like writing. And I’ve brazenly come back to the place where I’ve been kicked out so many times...

It’s nothing to lick, really. Have you ever sucked a penis? I have. It’s such a simple thing. It’s very light. He was a...

Addiction. Phone in hand, all day click click click, read entries, vote on entries, write entries. I’m all about entries...

Actually, it’s not just now, it will always be like this. I will always have to be busy with something, and the things I...

I miss keeping a diary, maybe I should continue from here. Actually, there’s not much to write; it’s just a summary of...