Dear Diary,
I'm sure now. I'm going to do it.
Tomorrow, I'm going to the lake. Like I told you I would. And I'm to throw away all my memories.
We've been through a lot together, haven't we? Since I first got with him, right? So, I must have had you for about eight years. Well, Diary, goodbye.
I'm going to jump. I won't resist as the water pours over me. And I won't try to swim.
Since it's our last day, I'll admit it. I still love him. Takeshi. And I am sad. I should have figured it out when he seemed to like it so much more when I dressed as a girl. Yes, I have been crossdrressing for him. I did enjoy it. I wasn't embarassed by it because it made him happy. And I have been crying into my pillow every night because I am now alone. And I do miss all the times we had together.
But all that doesn't matter anymore.
Again, goodbye. I'm leaving.
And I probably will not return.