7:16pm
Turn the music up loud, drown reality out and don't stop listening to it until it's the blood running through your veins and the air filling up your lungs and the lyrics are your only thoughts.
7:19pm
Some people's words hit me hard today. Charley said that someone was pathetic because they self-harmed and that putting on a 'mask' is two-faced. And Mum said she doesn't understand why people 'ruin' their bodies. She also acted like my opinion didn't matter by ending the conversation and saying I was making a fool of myself.
7:23pm
I'm so very tired and fed-up of this life. I want to sleep and never wake-up.
9:37pm
I had a breakdown in front of my parents. All the little things are getting too much. Too much. TOO MUCH. I can't cope. Mum said my negativity was worrying. Ha! She doesn't know the half of it.
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Dear Diary... *January 2015*
Non-FictionThat's the difference between you and me, you defended yourself from the depression like it was a new enemy, where I welcomed it like a new friend. Just the thoughts of a English teenager.
