I am Aiden Duarte, average 15 year old boy who looks like he belongs at a rave 24/7. I may seem like an emotinal mess, but I swear I don't let my heart do all the deciding.
Why am I writing this? Well, never let your parents look at your art, unless you've made a parent-safe book just for it. I swear though It wasn't a horrible sketch, just a sketch of a kid crying and mid-torso they're melting. It wasn't that gory, I've drawn worst.
But hey it's cool. I've always wanted a journal, somewhere I can hold my disorganized throughs and days.
The therapist said to keep it forever, but he was only going to check up to around 6 months to a year. Not too far away? Right? Right.
Well goodbye random jurnal that I defaced for fun.
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Love, Such a Sweet Sorrow. Isn't It?
FantasyAiden is your run of the mill emo. dark brown hair, hazel eyes with bags under them. Always wearing his dark band t-shirts or Tim Burton shirts, his dark jeans, black leather boots, his leather jacket, and some extra stuff to set it. He isn't the n...
