diary of a living dead girl

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Dear diary this will be an actual entry. Not something keep off sleeping keep off doing my work. An actual entry. The other day I went on a date with Prince Vince. He said we were going to the theatre. I guess I assumed the musical that was bad on my part. Instead it was a silent piece. 2 winch because it's the neither world someone picked a fight with me. That's not what's important everyone picks a fight with me in the neither world. Long story short Prince Vince asked me to be his princess. I assume be his girlfriend I'm not getting married... Again. Which I guess if I think about it me and Beej are still married. I don't remember signing divorce papers. Never mind that the thing is I don't know what the thing is. You see Vince is very sweet. He always asks never presumes. He listens to me which is kind of a huge thing for me. He's very poetic and colorful and his words. He compliments me a lot can I like that. But there's a but and I don't know what it is Dot. Maybe it's just me. He's very respectful of my boundaries. Like all people I don't like touching him or when he touches me. I'm also finding whenever we start talking a really long time I always start talking about things that make me sad. Things I really only ever tell you and Mom. But she's a picture she's not really there. It's just an idea of her. I also feel drained depressed. I didn't really notice it at first. Cuz I guess I went to the Beej's after. But as I leave there after our date cuz I fell. I over-analyze our interactions. Maybe this isn't the time for me to date anyone. I mean if I'm falling into a bad place again I really shouldn't start up a love life. I'll tell him no, I won't next time I'm in the neitherworld.

________________________________________________________________________________Lydia push the book away until it fell on the floor. She slowly curled into her large blanket. Grabbing a fistful, pulling the fabric over her head. She looked out at the darkness she created. Staying under the covers until the heat she created began to suffocate her. She pulled the blanket down allowing herself to breathe. Her room was almost as dark has the blanket. She hadn't open the curtains, not even when she came home. Still wearing her Brown School uniform. She looked over at her desk where her laptop sat. Contemplating grabbing it but feeling it was to far away. She just exhaled loudly. Closing her eyes and snuggling in her blanket. There was no knock at her door are tapping. There never was any more. It was something she thought about constantly if nothing more and to make herself sadder. She had been like this for days. Coming home to lay in bed, watching the clock and waiting for dinner. Only to decide she wasn't hungry. Everything was to far to create a distraction, her energy long gone. There was a familiar popping sound coming from her mirror. She silently groaned, closing her eyes as she did so. "Lyds" she heard someone call out. Sounding unsure in his speech. She tried to stay still, not wanting to deal with anyone. Especially not someone who hurts her. "Ya poutin" he asked but she gave no replay. She heard a sigh come from him. "Ya gonna make me say it ain't ya" she frowned her brows as she looked at her curtains. Wondering what he was talking about. 

He took in a breath, beginning to speak in a crackly voice. "Rah roh raggy rydias rot reear hehehehehhe" he gave a husky laugh. The skit caused the goth to giggle, abruptly. Not expecting the demon to speak like a cartoon character. She turned over to lay on her other side, peeking her head out of the covers. She looked over at her mirror, seeing the large proud smile on the mans face. She sighed as she pulled the blanked off her head. "What do you want" she asked a little defensively. "More neitherworld adventures...I'm not feeling up to it" she went to turned away again. "Pfff no, not like I planed the evenin or anythin" he muttered sounding unconvincing. He set his elbows on the bottom of the mirror, resting his head in his hand. "Jus wonderin what ya up ta. Assignments, recitin, sleepin...been hangin around that Prince love boat a lot. Ya don't have time for me anymore, or ah Ginger she real heart broken" he cleared his throat. She would of smiled at the pour cover. But she didn't have the energy. She forced herself to turn back over. Seeing the way he tried to look anywhere that wasn't her. "That so" she mumbled, not able to make her voice louder.