quality content in spilling out my soul

I just had a sleepover with my two best friends, Betty and Cindy. They read my diary, bullied me and made pancakes. Well not actually bullied, just a joke. They found out I had a crush on Max, but since Max is a fake name they still don’t know who it is HAHA. Good. They shall never know. I actually don’t really have anything to write about. Like I am in a pretty good mood. Also my brother Chad is so weird, he is trying to pick my lock to get in my room. I’m about to go swimming and Betty is trying on my swimsuits. They’re torturing me to tell them who my crush is but no. Also she is sitting on me. Fuuun now she is tickling my kneecaps hehe. Quality content. Not gonna lie I told them that I USED TO have a crush on Max, but tbh I still kind of do. Just a tiny bit. Not too much. Maybe not at all. Actually that’s a lie. I don’t know what I’m saying at this point and I should really stop exposing myself. But like I actually don’t want anyone to know. It will just be weird. Yeeeah no I don’t even want to have a crush. It’s not like I planned to have a crush. I was planning on being single and not catch feeling. But what did I do? Catch feelings. Great. Amazing. Now I’m mad at myself. I wish I could be a sociopath and just not have feelings. That would be so much easier. They’re trying to drug me to get the information out of me. But if I didn’t have the crush I wouldn’t have to lie to them. Oopsies. My fault. I should have just yeeted myself off a cliff when I had the chance. I love how my diary is supposed to my private little thing, but I’m actually posting it for everyone to see.