Dear Diary,
Is that how you start these things off? Um... I guess I'll picture this as me speaking to an audience.
An audience that wants to know what it's like in my head. Inside of a confused teenage girl who, at one point, felt joy in hurting others.
But we're (lol) not here to talk about my past. We're here to talk about my present... that my past loves to interrupt but that's beside the point.
{ Today was a fucking mess }
Whoo! A perfect way to start this off.
How do I put this?...... I just need to get this off my chest.
You all won't tell. Those in the beyond. My audience? Idk work with me here?
Anyways, I think Ben and I's relationship is falling apart.
Don't ridicule (hehe big word) me, okay?
I know our relationship has always been a mess. I mean it started from me damn near drugging him-
Ok! Not drugging. It wasn't drugging. It was simple a magic cookie. That's all.
It's just that...
All we seem to do is argue and fight.
Plus we barely have time for each other! I mean, I never told nobody this but I really miss the Isle, you know?
That's weird.
I used to love Auradon. It isn't a smelly and dump dungeon like Dragon Hall was on the Isle.
But the Isle created the scars that represents who I am as a person.
And I loved those scars. Unlike my friends, I love how it's a part of me.
Idk they love to ignore it so it makes me feel like the bad guy here. Am I bad for still being attached to my past? The same past that even hurt some of friends?
Am I selfish for missing it? Knowing how they secretly wanted to escape its.
But I'm not happy. I'm not happy here.
Evie's happy here...
I don't care. I'm not her. I'm not a prissy pink princess.
I have more to say but I think this is enough. Yeah.
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Mal closed her journal, letting out a breath of air. Tears welled up in her eyes, threatening to spill over at any moment. Her throat felt thick and constricted, making it difficult to swallow past the lump that had formed. She bit her lip tightly in attempt to hide any sound that wanted to escape from her mouth; her heart sank.
"No. Not today. Not again. This is why I have this. Calm down, Mal. Calm down." She took in a deep, long breath then shakily exhaled.
"This idea better work." She sighed, "Or I'll kill him."
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