Well, this is a set of poetry about my life and, maybe, yours too (I hope you don't have a depressed life but if you do, please don't harm yourself. I love you). It's kinda been getting worse but I'm okay. I've always been. I'm bipolar. People think I'm happy and question me about how I can laugh and smile all the time. There isn't any answer to that. Fake smiles hurt. Crying and sobbing are like drugs to me. I hope you like these and understand me 'cause my 'friends' won't. So maybe you will, hopefully. Thanks for stopping by. Give it a vote if you like :) Peace out!

Sometimes all the world needs are goths... Hello, i'm a goth girl. I'm here to show you my side of the story "gothic diary", to show you how it is to be goth through the eyes of a goth.

Something happened when Fionna was 14, Marshall made it happen. After being gone for 5 years Fionna's feelings grew each day until one day... ((Hey guys thanks for reading my random book :3 The Photo and the characters are not mine the only thing that is mine is the story))