Dear Journal,
Janis Kercheck. The girl across the street. After her and her husband, Tom, left, I casually checked the mail (theirs, not ours, Journal) and found out her name. This way I can "bump in to her" at the grocery store and start a conversation.
Anyway... Janis didn't come by today like I thought she would. I can see in her bedroom window, though. She doesn't know me well enough to open the curtains, but I know she wants to. She's excited to meet me. If it weren't for Tom being around all the time.
Journal, I don't blame Tom for being jealous, but he should be more understanding of Janis' needs.
FUCKING TOM! WHY CAN'T HE UNDERSTAND!?
Sorry Journal, sometimes I get carried away.
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