There is a little man inside my head, telling secrets and spreading lies. They all believed him, I had no idea! Then one day I heard a rumor so nasty I traced it back to him and caught him red-fucking-handed. He tried to lie and gaslight me and said I was crazy. The others didn’t know who to believe, but I shoved my hand so far up his ass he never said a bad thing about me again. 🙂 The end!
Hello…
I’m Alex
I’m a writer.
The name Diaries of a Twenty-Six-Year-Old Girl comes from me saying,
“But… I’m just a twenty-six-year-old girl” when I don’t want to do something.
However, it’s genuinely gotten me through life’s struggles.
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