June 5

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by criminalminder

by criminalminder

Omg. My life is ending

I...I don't even want to think about what just happened right now. I feel like even thinking about it is to admit that it happened, and to admit it happened would go against everything I've worked to convince myself of for the past year.

I had buried this journal in a deep corner of my room, partly because of the shame I felt for having it (I mean, how lame) and partly because school is simply insane

but so are the people in it, am I right?

I'm glad its summer finally because at least I can get away from him. He's been coming around my house lately, just walking past to see if I come out. I never do. It's the fact that he still walks past my house though.

I feel dirty.

I just....can't...english....right now. I need to come to terms with what has happened, and then I will write it down. Or maybe I will try to bury it in some deep corner of my mine. I honestly don't know anymore

~annashaye