Hey, Wattpad,
Haven't written on you in a while. I've changed a bit. I don't hurt myself anymore. I don't victimize myself anymore. I've grown up, you see, and so I must begin a journey of learning to figure out who I am and learn to stick up for myself. I've simply been tearing myself apart. But what for? For attention? Naw. Out of boredom? Probably not. I guess I was just going through a phase.
I don't hate my sister anymore. I don't hate my parents anymore.
I'm much more at peace than I was last year. I've learned to soak in the world and embrace it, sigh and let out the bad feelings.
Feels nice.
So I guess you won't be expecting any more dark poetry from me.
But if I am indeed turning over a new leaf, perhaps you can expect some pleasant stories. Some adventurous and witty and humorous stories, because that's what I know I like to be; a funny and joyful person.
So, hello, new day. Goodbye, old.
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The Diary
PoetryAs if the first kiss story wasn't personal enough, here's my virtual diary! I named it after the Hollywood Undead song. This will be my way of venting out to the world, and I seem to have a knack for extended metaphors. I have always written privat...
