dear journal,
It has been four weeks since i have seen my family. I dont know if they ar still alive or if they are dead. I have been eating sand for the past couple of days. not the best choise but im too lazy to get up and find food so i sit here all day just shovling sand into my mouth. my family left me on this beach when i started to loose my mind. I chaed a gecko into the forest yelling come back here tina you fat lard. They had had enough when i started halusinating about llamas.
My lamas are my olny friends right now. Bon-qui-qui and laquisha have been there for me. They ocasionaly get mad and kick sand in my face.... but i know they love me. EVERY ONE LOVES ME!!! They... they have to. hehe but seriously.
I need to get up and biuld a bunker. if i dont the kardacians will get me. and honey boo boo will come and eat all my sand and get her mom to sit on me and make me watch.
I climb up on Bon-qui-quis back and we ride into the jungle. we gather sticks and stones to biuld shelter. After we finish we set up traps to catch honey boo boo before she gets us.
i sit for hours with a small pile of sand under a giant rock i draged here that is proped up on a small tree.
i eventualy give up and go to sleep in the shelter Bon-qui-qui, Lequisha, and i made together. they gard all night watching over me and keeping a look out for the kardacians and honey boo bo and her mom.