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It was that day. It happens every once in a while. Late at night I feel unwanted, unloved and unnecessary. As I write about my feelings in my diary, my emotions take over and I start crying, then I fall asleep. There are usually teardrops on the pages of my diary that blur my old notes. The process of keeping a diary is painful for me, but it's good that it distracts me at night.
I hope there will come a day when someone will come to me during such a crisis and hug me. I would like to fall asleep in the arms of such a person.

Description
It was that day. It happens every once in a while. Late at night I feel unwanted, unloved and unnecessary. As I write about my feelings in my diary, my emotions take over and I start crying, then I fall asleep. There are usually teardrops on the pages of my diary that blur my old notes. The process of keeping a diary is painful for me, but it's good that it distracts me at night.
I hope there will come a day when someone will come to me during such a crisis and hug me. I would like to fall asleep in the arms of such a person.