4:32pm
I don't want to be the 'nice' sister anymore. Or the 'nice' daughter. Or the 'nice' friend. I'm tired of being 'nice'. People think I will do and expect me to do anything for them because I'm 'nice'. They can make little digs at me and I won't mind becuase I'm 'nice'. Well, no. I'm tired of being 'nice'. I'm gonna seem like a bitch to everyone but in reality I'm just tired of being 'nice.'
11:00pm
Maybe I'm not the person everybody thinks I am.
11:53pm
Right now I feel lost, I guess. Srt of empty. Just empty. Just nothing. I don't care anymore.
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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.
