Hetalia DIaries

Dear diary,

My little bruder looks so silly and cute when he drinks until he passes out.

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Submitted by: askmoderngermany

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

Dear diary,

You don’t see my hurt when all you see is my smile. Convinced I’m fine. Masking what’s inside. Bottling up all my pain. Only fooling myself. My attempts are in vain. Germany sees right through my masks. He saw the agony inside. I realized all of this. I realized I can’t hide!

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Submitted by: herman-greenhillxmidford-edward

Dear diary,

I learned a lesson today. Even if you put on a fake smile, your true friends know something is wrong.

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Submitted by: sebatianxmaster

Dear diary,

Italy will never know that he was like a teacher to me. I really now appreciate that you made me learn through fun. Thank you very very much for all you’ve said and done. Pupils never forget a teacher whether good or bad, that’s true. But it’s with the fondest of affection that I will remember you…

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Submitted by: herman-greenhillxmidford-edward

Dear diary,

I wonder how many siblings I really have? I have Prussia and Hesse, but…. Maybe there are others.

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Submitted by: thegirlhumanhero

((IM GONADA PISS))

Dear diary,

Italy asked me last night why I grabbed one of my potatoes out of the bowl by my bed. I couldn’t tell him that when I have nightmares, I have a huge urge to eat a potato… that’s just embarrassing… so I told him I was hungry. I hope he doesn’t find out about the nightmares, it only makes him pry more into my life…

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Submitted by: sophiakuso

Dear diary,

How did ITALY beat Turkey? That will confuse me forever.

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Submitted by: sebatianxmaster

Dear diary,

I work out with America a lot. We just hit the gym and let off steam. We’ve talked a lot, he’s still sore about some subjects, like the Lusitania, but he has come to understand me and how I had no choice on the Wars due to my government. It’s like the old days when my brother was training him and his soldiers at Valley Forge; America and I are close friends again.

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Submitted by: askmoderngermany

Dear diary,

Why? Even after everything that happened to me… why did they take my brother?

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Submitted by: askmoderngermany