Lost Boy ➸ a.i.+l.h. ✔️

seven.

dear journal,

i always try to write positive things here, things that really made my day. but i'm tired of keeping all this negative crap inside of me and it's time to let her out

i honestly feel like poop (i really don't swear), i miss everything. i miss my little brother and sister (who i eventually can't see since i'm stuck here), i miss new songs, i miss going to concerts - where i really feel like i belong somewhere - i even miss the crappy orphanage i was in!

today some kids were laughing, i don't feel nothing against their happiness, it's actually good knowing someone is feeling happy inside this hell hole - basically i felt like they were laughing about me

i was thinking all those bad things about me, my oh-so-deep dimples, my confusing eyes, my stupid hair and ugly face and body

i was thinking all of that and much until luke kissed me on the cheek and told me 'i know what you're thinking, and i think you're beautiful' like he was reading my thoughts, i noticed i started crying of hapiness. he smiled and kissed my tears away

and for once, i actually felt beautiful

love,

ash