I've got a good thing going for me, constant food and no one around with plenty of spare time, well it would be good, if you weren't constantly too tired to eat, need someone to love you and have monsters whispering things in your ears every moment you aren't distracted. I haven't been writing in my journal as often as I used to, but I've been writing stories expressing every deepest corner of my thoughts and imagination stretching our for chapters and chapters on end trying to fit in all of the stuff sprinting through my mind. One day when I re read them I'll be proud, and if I don't. I'll be dead. Either one I guess I can't complain. I've filled my bookshelf with the school books I've used to write my stories but they're not quite big enough so I've used 6-10 books for one story. I also have files full of drawings of the stuff I couldn't put into words. If only I could actually do something with my life.
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People go
But how they left
Always stays
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I love her.
YOU ARE READING
Brave
RandomA little girls diary entry of her big sisters diary entry's, each paragraph involves the whole day of the day her big sister Paige's diary entry is on. I won't lie, it's a bit depressing and has a lot of random depressing poems I got off the interne...
