Gay Nations and Tears

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Dear diary,

Big brother Romano tried to use the fake moustache on me again today, but he still made it look like he was wearing it. When he noticed this, he curled up in the corner and cried again. I worry about him sometimes. 

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Submitted Anonymously. 

Dear diary,

Japan told Germany and me a story about a red string that connects lovers. It can be knotted and twisted, pulled across oceans, and tangle with other strings, but never break. I started crying though. I didn’t tell them why. It’s just that…. I’m worried the person on my string has already passed on. The idea of spending life with a dead end string makes me feel lonely. Especially because I loved the person on the other end of the string so much.

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Submitted Anonymously. 

Dear diary,

How do I mend a broken heart? My entire world has fallen apart. How do I find hope in a brand new day,when the one I love has gone away? My mind overflows with memories of you, of all that we’ve shared, all that we knew. I long for your touch and your warm embrace, the look in your eyes, the smile on your face. My dreams are filled with your soft gentle kiss, I wake and cry for all that I miss. How do I mend a broken heart, when my one true love and I are apart? My heart knows to love only you, it won’t let go, what do I do? Our moments together were precious and few, but I cherished them all more than you knew. I love you my angel and always will, I loved you then and I love you still.

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Submitted by: thebothgenderpureblood

Dear diary,

It’s time for me to let go after all these years we have been apart. I love another other than you. It’s time for me to let you go, Holy Rome.

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Submitted by: herman-greenhillxmidford-edward

Dear diary,

Romano and I got into a fight and he told me Holy Rome will never come back. I don’t know what hurt most: the fact that he said it, or the fact that he’s right. It hurts a lot. I loved Holy Rome so much and he’s gone. His promise was broken. I haven’t been able to love anyone properly since. I ran away, but I didn’t run to anyone’s house. I don’t want to face anyone, especially Fratello and Germany. They’ll worry over my crying. I’m staying in my car for the time being.

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Submitted Anonymously. 

Dear diary,

Out of all the terrible stuff I’ve said and done, today really took the cake. I was arguing with my brother, over who knows what, and I screamed at him that Holy Rome will never come back. He looked crushed and he ran out before I could say anything else. I called the potato bastard, but he said my brother wasn’t there. Actually, No one seems to know where he is. I’m worried. I really screwed up this time. I hurt him a lot. I’m so sorry, Feli.

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Submitted Anonymously.

Dear diary,

Almost as long as there has been life, war has been a part of it. Mankind continues to wage war even though the consequences often breed nothing but misery. However, when a person is called to defend their country, or protect other defenseless people, it is their duty to fight. There is no question that there is evil in the world and we must not rest and say it is none of our business. We cannot stand by and watch while others are being persecuted. It is the duty of mankind to uphold justice.

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Submitted by: darkblood-vampire-tengu-demon-d

Dear diary,

I think…I think it’s time for me to move on. Holy Rome is not coming back, so why should I dwell on him?

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Submitted Anonymously. 

Dear diary,

When I was younger I used to pray something bad would happen to Veneziano so I could be the one who was loved by everyone. But after I saw him get hurt because of war, I cursed myself. I am such an idiot.

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Submitted by: sasuisgay

Dear diary,

Germany just told me he was Holy Rome. I really don’t know what to do! I have been waiting what seemed like my whole life for this moment and I have not once considered any possibilities. All I want to do is spend quality time with him, kiss him and decide whether I should call him Holy Rome or Germany!

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Submitted by: cryingovermyotp