Where are you?

Dear Diary,
       Why can't I find you? Are you lost, in this crazy world we're all living in. I need you now, and forever.
                                                                                                                       Love,
                                                                                                                   Porcupines

Bleed.

Dear Diary,
        I'm feeling things. Not ordinary things. Abundant things that I can't seem to secrete out of my mind. It's bothering me, so much. Would people like to watch me suffer? Would they like to watch me bleed? Would they like to watch me cry my eyes out? I need help, I need someone. here with me right now, to help me.
                                                                                                        Love,
                                                                                                    Porcupines

This is where I have a stand.

Dear Diary,
        This is my very first post. I shall be writing in you for quite a while. I will be writing my feelings, my memories, and what I think about the world. Please enjoy my online diary.
                                                                                  Love,
                                                                              Porcupines