-Alaskas Journal-
july 5, 2011, 5:26 p.m
okay, so i was given this journal thing by my therapist. yeah... like he helps me.
anyways, my mom makes me go to therapy for my shizopherinia. and for my sexuality. LIKE REALLY? ITS JUST A SEXUALITY. MAYBE YOU SHOULD GO TO THERAPY FOR BEING STRAIT. anyways, i almost died while writing this. i'll talk about some stuff later.
july 5, 2011, 5:47 p.m
why am i so awkward... hm.
OH YEAH I FOUND A THING. I HAVE FOUNDED PEOPLE. YES. THEY ARE BEST. THEY ARE REGIONAL AT BEST.
oops.
ANYWAYS, CHIDREN. i found twenty one pilots because i can.
oops.
helpful people. yesyesyes veryyesyes.
i think i have a problem.
yeah. i do.
twenty one pilots is my therapy.
see ya
-Alaska
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september 26, 2013 4:58 a.m
okay, so im been getting more stress and anxiety lately. mainly because of my therapist and because my mom has become a serious alcoholic.
i would be with my dad but he's not here at the moment. i'll meet him in hell or heaven. hopefully heaven.
my memories of him have become blurry. all of my memories are blurry. all i see are blurry places with blurry faces. probably because of multiple things. my mother never cared about my fathers death.
im gonna go listen to trees. that song makes me cry. so does truce. mainly trees.
i like crying. mainly because of the person that tells me what to do. the dark side of me.
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january 13, 2014, 1:36
dear anxiety,
you can leave me now. what did i do to deserve you. dread hates me.
dread, the one inside my head.
this new year has been terrible for me. im so close the cutting again but i wanna stay clean. i wanna stay clean for the people who love me and for the people who saved my life.
josh dun and tyler joseph.
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-Tylers POV-
"Dread," I whispered, "That name is familiar-"
"It is familiar. When I went to my first concert, I said hi to you. You asked me what my name was... and I said it was Dread," I turned to look at her, "I used that name because I never seemed happy enough to have the name Alaska. I never really shared my real name. My family wasn't allowed to say my name was Alaska. Unless it was at the doctors or something,"
She looked down a little at turned her wrist. She stared at it. She then put her arm down and looked at me.
"I would like to experience another one of your concerts," she said softly.
YOU ARE READING
Broken People
Fanfic"Seventeen," I whispered to him. -- the story of a girl named Alaska. Alaska was always scared of herself and she was never confident. she decided to run one day, decided to run away from home. her mom hurt her terribly. depression creeped up on he...
