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To address your concerns about me using the extra note pages as logs/dairy entries, I'm not gonna stop. I'm bored and I miss my old friends. Hell at this point I miss Marcie. It's not because I dated her either, Mom! I miss her weirdness and her friendship. I'm grateful for Kai though. You made a good choice hiring them. They're very sweet and, for a nymph, not that bad. Thank you for hiring someone my age, mother. They help stave off most of the boredom. I think they've even started to get used to my quips. Nothing much happened today, so that's all for this log. If you read this Kai, I take back everything I wrote.
Does this ever get strange? I mean you're either selling trauma kids or giving grieving parents their dead kids. It seems a little fucked?
It's all in a contract and has to be consented to by both parties-
Shut up, Kai. This is my mother we're talking about. (Also don't censor me!) She isn't the type to follow the rules. The system as it stands works. I just don't trust mom's let some sales go through for a quick buck. If that happened I hope that the kid is safe. I might be awkward around kids but, I still want them to have a good life, you know? Never mind, that's stupid. Ignore everything I've written. I'm just gonna wait until I take over to talk about changes.
Kai just asked if I was certain that I want to. The answer to their dumb question is it doesn't matter. Mom will give it to me no matter what. I can at least be the change. Even if that means I have to listen to Mom trying to set me up with another 'cute' person.
Speaking of the devil, I think it's about to be busy or into the boss's office we go. Either way, that's the last of this log. See ya, notes pad.
I saw a guy walk out of Mom's office. Is it weird to hate your mom even if she hasn't 'done' anything? I just such bad vibes from her. Perhaps it's part of being a fairy? If it is, it's useless unless it can tell me what's bad about her. I just have a feeling she's doing shade stuff. I wish I could curse but I'm tossing this in the trash and I don't want a kid to repeat the words. No doubt it'd be traced to my potty mouth. What a weird expression. Mortals are weird as hell man. Back to Mom, she's always been shady. Like she loves me but, I'm pretty sure she's killed a man before. I don't even know what to do with her love! I'm confused about love and it's really getting to me. I screwed Marcie over for no reason. She was so sweet and understanding. And I hurt her by being an idiot. I've screwed over a lot of people. I'm shocked Camillia didn't punch me after hurting her friend. I guess it's not that surprising, Camillia's never been mean or even seemed mean to me. Scary looking at first, sure, but the girl's a sweetheart. If anything, she looks haunted. Brooklynn on the other hand would have killed me. I got lucky she wasn't there when Marcie found out. Truthfully, I was expecting her to be mad. The understanding and sadness were what made my heart break. I should have told her and maybe we would have stayed friends. Instead, I'm here, in my mom's shady changeling adoption center, nursing a broken heart of my own making. We really are a pair. Mom and I are just two very broken people. Somehow writing that makes it even more real. I'm going to the bathroom. I don't want to write anything else today. Maybe in a few days. Mom did say we're getting a new hire. Maybe they can bring this lowly fairy out of her shell. That'd be a miracle. Time to trash this.
I taking the extra note papers hostage. They're fun to write on. I still can't believe I'm here. The mortal realm. It sounds boring honestly. I can't believe Nana's letting me stay with Mom. I thought she'd disagree for sure. Do I look that pitiful? I swear I'm not. It really wasn't a bad breakup. I don't care about it. It's totally fine. I wonder what I can get away with writing. Mom's probably going to lecture me if she finds out. If she does I'll tell her to get me a journal. Not that I'd actually use it. I'm just curious if she'd really buy me one. I thought she'd want to spend my time here bonding but instead, she sent me to work. Really what more could I ask for in a mother? That's not fair. She does love me. I should be grateful for that. Sucks she makes it so hard. I wonder what Christine's up to. It's crazy that she and Marcie haven't met. If it wasn't for me, they'd probably have a whole met cute and get married. Unfortunate that I'm with Marcie I forgot for a moment. Lapse of judgment. It's nothing. I'm going to actually work now. Maybe use these papers more later.