December 17, 2011
Dear Diary,
My life is really messed up, more messed up that I thought it was.
My relationships with people I care about are on the verge of of none existent. Mine with my best friend is barley there. My parents is like a flickering candle about to smoke.
The worst is mine to myself. I am the last leaf on the tree hanging onto sanity for dear life.
I feel I am becoming less sociable with people in general. I put up a barrier at school to not raise suspicion, I even do it in my home. Can you say I love whats happening to my life and myself? Can you say that I don't need any help? Can you say that I am lost?
Love,
Darla
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The REAL Diary of a Highschooler: Freshmen Year 2011-12
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