Dear Diary...
I ended up staying at Phil's last night and this morning when I woke up he was still hugging me close. The thing is that he wasn't just hugging me, he was holding me like I was the most precious thing ever, like he was almost shielding me form the real world. I kissed his head softly and just looked at him sleeping (not in a creepy way) he just looked so peaceful. Soon enough though he woke up and smiled, the first things he said to me was 'hey teddy bear' I was so happy in that moment because HOLYSHITHECALLEDMETEDDYBEARAAAGGGHHH!!!! Anyway the rest of the day went basically the same just being cute and cuddling and kissing and watching movies and shit, but, when I got home I looked through this diary, I looked at the first few pages. Phil's changed me so much! I haven't cut for over 20 days, I've not had as much abuse from my dad (although he is still hurting me verbally and physically) and I'm just happier! That boy is helping me without realising, he's helping me out of that hole that I was in, he's saving me.
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Dear Diary.. {phan}
FanfictionEntry's from Dan's diary throughout his teenage years. *trigger warnings* self harm, family abuse, bullying, rape. if you are triggered by any of these things please read with care <3
