Dear journal,
I've now wandered into who knows where in this village that's supposedly cursed-
There's something or someone near, I can feel it. They've been following me since I left from the excuse of a group.
I'd like to see them try to take me on though after the shit I just dealt with; I'll just keep finding my way I guess and wait to see what happens, got nothing better to do anyway
Got no purpose in this life either... what's even the point if everybody let's you down.
There's no point. There's no light...
I HATE IT ALL.
I JUST WANT IT TO END-
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[🔴 authors note: after this point for the next few chapters, negativity will be raised and self-harm, suicide, mental trauma, and issues like these will be delved into- if you think you'll be triggered please skip over the warning red button]
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50 Reasons Why I'm Not Gay
FanfictionDear journal, You're probably wondering why I'm keeping and making you, pouring my personal life into something that could be easily read instead of containing it in my brain where it should be. Well, I need help, and you're that help. I need to pr...
