Dear diary,

I think I have the covid19. I have this horrible fever and chills. My mom came into my room and brought me a plate of chicken tenders and I started coughing so bad I threw the chicken tenders out of her hand. I can't believe this is happening. I thought it wasn't supposed to hit this bad in New York? My BF and I sold our commitment rings to buy respirators. We won't let them give us HCQ someday. I heard from Tom Hank's wife its like being stuck in some kind of Hitler remake, and that its godawful. I'd literally rather die. MAKE SURE if this shit takes me down that my tombstone says "FUCK U DRUMPH FOREVER" right under my name. I think it's important that history remember that I fought that piece of cheeto shit to my last breath. And in some small way, even though Im broke af and didn't get the eco degree I was going for and never really amounted to much, I can still die a hero in my own way.