Dear Diary,
Today was just like any other day. I woke up, attended my classes, and then went to work. That's my schedule. Every day. It gets pretty boring after a while, but that's just how it is, I guess.
So, since I started a diary, I might as well start off telling you a little bit about myself, right? Well Dear Diary, I'm Alaska. Hi. I'm eighteen, and I love drawing and music. That's all you need to know. That's all anyone would need to know. But, since you're you, I'm going to tell a little more.
Everybody in my school doesn't even know that much. Let's just say I'm not very liked in school. I'll leave it at that for the time being.
I live with my mom in an apartment in L.A., I don't socialize with anyone unless I have to, and I have a shitload of problems. I don't really have a lot of friends, well, I don't have any actually. I don't care though, I prefer to be alone.
So, now my work. I work at an office downtown. All I do all day is read and sign papers. It's boring as fuck, but it pays well so I have to stick with it for now. My boss is the biggest bitch I have ever met in my whole life. She would save a weeks worth of papers for me to read, and give it to me Friday. I would have to stay late to finish them. She's also always watching me, it's so irritating.
I'm about 5'8, brown hair, brown eyes, and pale. Pretty boring. I'm sorry, but you're stuck with me Diary.
So some facts about me, I guess?
- I'm fluent in French
- My favorite band is All Time Low
- I have a low tolerance for idiots
Okay, I think that's good enough for now.
Anyway, I'm going to write in you every time something different happens in my life. Which means I'm not going to write very often. I'll write when I'm in a mood to write too, how about that? I like that idea.
I guess there's not much more to say. I'm sorry I'm so boring Diary. My life isn't that interesting. I've been feeling so lonely lately, but now at least I have you to talk to. That's kinda sad, right? Haha.
Well, I gotta go. Hopefully I'll write later, bye Diary.
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hi so i kinda wrote this it's boring i know im sorry ok but stay till the like third chapter and itll get a little better i swear but i know this is short and iM SORRY but it's just like the introduction to the main character idk but the next chapters will be longer i proMISE. if you have any suggestions or comments feel free to message me or comment. thanks you
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Drained // Ashton Irwin
Fanfiction"How many secrets can one person possibly keep?!" Ashton shouted as he was pacing around the room. "Enough" I answered, simply. "Okay, that's it. You said you would tell me anything, right? Tell me everything I have to know. Right now"
