Dear Diary,


Today I was very lonely.

Lexie's pattern has started boring me, you know. She is very bad at asking questions. I think I should get her more books.

But the good thing is, I now have an accomplice.

And it's not you, Diary. Nope. You are just a record. My therapist or something. My loyal friend.

Well, I made Melissa an offer. She either takes Lexie's place or becomes my accomplice.

She chose the accomplice, even after I told her that being one means never, ever leaving me. Forever.

It seems I hit two birds with one stone, but yeah, I didn't. She is taking all this on because, well, she thinks it's smart.

She thinks she is being fucking smart because she hasn't suffered yet.

She will very, very soon.

The trial of being my accomplice will prove whether she is ready or not.

As for Lexie, well, I had to give her a little punishment to prove a point. I can't believe she fucking asked me boring questions. I ended up leaving her because of them.

There's nothing shittier than boring questions.

I'm so tired of them. I will keep this short.

Goodnight.