Dear diary,

Belarus came up to me and gave me a gift. She told me to open it by tonight. That night I found a letter on it. It said that she has spent a year and a half making it with the help Miss Liechtenstein. I opened it and turned out to be pink pajamas. She made this by hand for me… I wish that I could find a way to thank her… the pajamas are pretty comfy and keeps me warm like Belarus’ (sisterly) love. I wish we could have moments more like that often. 

-Russia

Submitted Anonymously.

Dear diary,

I’ve been taking private lessons from Liechtenstein for months to make a gift for my brother. I hope he likes it, because I made it his favorite color. Ukraine keeps encouraging me to choose the right moment I can give it to him. I hope it’ll put a smile his face.

-Belarus

Submitted Anonymously.

Dear diary,

I don’t understand this weird thing everyone keeps talking about. How is that big mansion over there scary? Germany said it is just an empty house and kitty kitty just ran inside. I will go get him and bring him back to Germany’s house; no big deal!

-Your ever handsome and cuddly friend, Italy!

PS: The house looks scarier up closer.

Submitted by: enchantedluck

Dear diary,

Why can’t people recognize platonic love? You don’t need to have romantic feelings with someone when you hold their hand. You don’t need to have romantic feelings when you hug someone. You don’t need to have romantic feelings when you kiss someone, even on lips (ask their permission, before doing that). Not everything has to be romantic.

-Liechtenstien 

Submitted Anonymously.

Dear diary,

I sometimes wonder, is it too much to ask, that I be able to love my family again…? And then I remember how much I hurt them. So I tell myself that it is too much to ask, and that I deserve their hate for everything I did. 

-Ireland

Submitted by: asktheemeraldisle

Dear diary,

I know I am not a hero. Just saying I am a hero makes me feel better about myself since almost everyone doesn’t like me. 

-America

Submitted by: neoncat666

Dear diary,

I really don’t understand why my big brother is so afraid of me. The only reason I ask him to marry me is because I don’t want to lose him. I don’t want him to think that I’m going to end up leaving him like everyone else. Why doesn’t he understand that I just don’t want him to think he’s alone?

-Belarus

Submitted Anonymously.

Dear diary,

I wonder what my brother would do if I disappeared one day. Would he notice? Would he care?

-Belarus

Submitted by: vandershocked

Dear diary,

I don’t know why so many people think that the humans we care for the most - mourn the most - are those in the history books. Of course, our leaders, movers, and shakers have done a lot for us. But sometimes, the people that mean the most to us are just that: ordinary people. Even if no one else knows or remembers them, we do. We don’t just remember the generals; we remember the soldiers. We don’t just honour the kings; we honour those who served them. 

-Canada

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((Submitter note: Why Matthew for this? I don’t really know - it just seemed to work. Perhaps it’s a throwback to my fanfiction-writing days, where one of Matthew’s greatest friends was an “ordinary person”. (If my name - Kitak Law - rings a bell, you’ll know who I’m talking about.)))

Dear diary,

Sometimes I wonder why bruder messes up now and then, who is ‘Holy Roman Empire’? None the less, I shouldn’t worry about it I suppose, he’s been through a lot anyway.

-Germany

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