January 17th, 2018.

Dear journal,

New year, new me. . . screw that bullshit, I will never change. This year has started off wonderfully for me. Tired and stressed as always, but I don't really care about that.

Psh, nothing in my life really exciting has happened. Went to meetings, hung out with Kuro and judged people, I also got my ass kicked by a rival mafia — but whatever.

Admin got concerned, I was like a bloody pulp, but I don't really care. Those guys got what they deserved, they won't be heard from ever again after what I did.

Though my body is still sore, I will survive like I always do.

Signed,
Luciano Vargas.