2:56am
Hold my hand and never let me go because I am so tired of being alone.
4:21am
I have friends...oh wait, that's a blade. I have a blade.
5:04pm
I wait.
I wait.
I wait.
I wait.
I wait.
I waste.9:12pm
I'm so sorry I'm not good at these things and I don't know how to feel and communicate my emotions and everything feels heavy right now.
11:39pm
Life isn't always a fairytale.
YOU ARE READING
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.