Dear diary, what a day!
I swear I’ve never been so depressed, miserable and lonely in my entire life. It’s like I notice that gotta be somebody else there somewhere, just one person in this huge horrible unhappy universe, to hold me in the arms and tell me that everything is going to be OK. But how long do I have to wait before that person shows up? I feel like I’m sinking deeper and deeper in quicksand, watching everyone around me die a slow agonizing death. It’s like we all know, within our souls, that our generation was going to see a new everything. Can see in our eyes, it’s in mine. Look! I’m doomed. I’m only eighteen years old and I’m totally doomed.