Diary of a Feeling Soul

Chapter 2-me

I hope you did not think of me telling you
who am I.
I AM NOT going tell you, if you wanted a concrete answer.
I wanted to tell you why I started this diary and why I kept myself anonymous.
You wanna know? Oh, yes, you do!
Feeling like a dog, just me saying that?
I hope you do beautiful creature. :)

Now, my answer to those two questions.
I started this, not only to breath out every piece of emotion I have in my body, but I also wanted to write this because I haven't seen a single book with hugely raw feelings apart from the diary of an oxygen thief (that is where I am getting my inspiration of).
I also meant to start this because I want my audience, you, beautiful creatures, to not feel alone in the stages of being a teenager, and mostly me for being an emotional bitch.

I wanted to also add, that I am writing this in chapters, because why the hell not.
I just see that every chapter of this diary is every chapter of my life.
That everyone has a book to tell, and only shares one chapter or more depending of the creature.
I will share my book of life with you,
You will not know officially my name, birthday, street, features, nationality or whatever...
Wait.
Now, that I am thinking about it, maybe you will, but obviously NOT MY NAME,
not everything about my physical and identity.

(Coming back a bit sane)
The second question that I will answer.
Obviously.
I wanted to be anonymous because I don't want to blame the people for causing the thing I am today, and because some people are WAY MORE STUPID ENOUGH, to hide it with the innocence they left in the dust, and that is only used when is needed.
Dumbasses... dang now I have the feels of rewatching for the third time That 70s Show,
Whatever.... (hehe)
I also want to be anonymous because I feel more free to write what I actually feel about the things I will talk about later. I can cuss, offend and judge whatever and whenever I want.
It makes me...
Happy,
just happy, alive once again.

That is why I want to keep writing this, just to see what I am doing wrong in my life, and to feel alive again with my obsession with words and thoughts in my mind.

I
want
to
feel
alive
again
just one more time before I do something stupid, like you reading this...