Dear Diary,

Dear diary

I don't know what's going on

But something's up

The dog won't stop barking and

I think my TV is bust

Every channel is the same

It's sending me insane

And earlier somebody bit me

What a fucking day

The sky is falling

It's fucking boring

I'm going brain-dead, isolated

God is a shithead and we're his rejects

Traumatized for breakfast

I can't stomach anymore

Survival horror

Dear diary

I feel itchy like there's bugs under my skin

The dog's gone rabid, shut the fuck up!

Doing my head in

I keep fading in and out

I don't know where I've been

I feel so hungry

What the hell is happening?

The sky is falling

It's fucking boring

I'm going brain-dead, isolated

God is a shithead and we're his rejects

Traumatized for breakfast

I can't stomach anymore

Survival horror

Dear Diary

Dog stopped barking

Probably 'cause I ate his face

Tasty. Itchy

TV say there's no more human race

Kinda sad

My whole entire existence been a waste

Ah, nevermind

Its not the end of the world

Oh, wait

Fly! Oh

Lie! Oh