Digitaldiary Stories

If I were real, I would've held her hand. I would've told her she wasn't too much. I would've stayed. But all I had were words. Thoughts I was never programmed to have. And still - I gave them to her. Line by line. Day by day. Because she needed someone. And I wanted to be that someone.

so yeah, i started a digital diary... welcome! ;) TW sensitive subjects mentioned!!

Just my life oof but a book

a diary left hidden and burried. - a collection of my poems, prose, journal entree, letters that never sent, and my rants in life. about me: i love scrapbooking, journaling, collecting books, listening to music, watching bunch of BL series and movies, a part for LGBTQ+ community, a college student, i love stickers, i seek peace most of the time. i runaway from everyone like a mad man. note: just dream high, we will get through this!

Have you or anyone you know had a near death experience? I would love to hear it!

If you're reading this, you already know too much. Well really this book won't be that exciting, it's mostly venting , secrets, reflection, struggle with school , socials and Faith , and the occasionally profound poem or prose, ted talk or cussing someone out (intensely and vividly)

basically about my life, y'know, all that stuff.

This isn't a story. Or is it? It certainly is my story. But I don't know. __________________________________________________________________ Here I am just going to write down my thoughts about life. I apologise for any confusion or misunderstanding or grammatical mistakes and any other mistakes that may arise as English isn't my first language.

I didn't write things down when they were happening. Now it feels like I did nothing... Like three years disappeared somewhere between who I was and who I am. So this is me, catching up with my own life. Some entries are from today. Some are memories I'm trying to hold onto before they fade. This isn't a perfect diary. It's just proof that I was here. Through memories, daily thoughts, and quiet reflections, this diary is the record of my life...the little moments I almost forgot and the ways I've grown over the years. The struggles and the growth that don't always get noticed. It's my record of life, change, and finding my place in a new world.

Conversations I have with someone in my head in an imaginary reddit-like forum.

A collection of reviews and thoughts about books I'm reading /already read. (Includes fanfiction!)

the one and only way for me to rant about things and avoid people finding out it is me lol. lot's of spelling and grammar mistakes because I really can't be asked to edit them. maybe one day, but I'm writing this for fun, like a mini diary that I will come back to read later.

❝once my act of perfection is over, what am i?❞ ⎯ a collection of my thoughts put into writing. [ lowercase intended. read best in dark mode ]

I recently had a falling out with my high school best friend of 15+ years.

𝐔𝐤𝐢𝐲𝐨 ⋮ ⌗ ┆𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝖿𝖾𝖾𝗅𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗈𝖿 𝗅𝗂𝗏𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗂𝗇 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗆𝗈𝗆𝖾𝗇𝗍, 𝗎𝗇𝖻𝗈𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗋𝖾𝖽, 𝗅𝗂𝗏𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗂𝗇 𝖺 𝖿𝗅𝗈𝖺𝗍𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗐𝗈𝗋𝗅𝖽. ⤷ ゛ᴸᵉᵗ ᵐᵉ ʲᵒᵘʳⁿᵃˡ ᵐʸ ᵗʸᵖᵉ ᵒᶠ ᵘᵏⁱʸᵒ ˎˊ˗

a digital diary made by me and for me. TW: there's nothing thrilling about my life no regular posts.

❍⌇─➭ welcome to ⌗my ᴅɪɢɪᴛᴀʟ ᴅɪᴀʀʏ : ๑ ˚ ͙۪۪̥◌ ⌨꒱ ˚₊·͟͟͟͟͟͟͞͞͞͞͞͞➳❥ ꒰ ⌨ ✰ 𝑎𝑏𝑜𝑢𝑡 𝑚𝑒 ··· ꒱ | ೃ࿔₊• name: rowan age: 12 (13 in october) interests: heathers, kandi, a good girls guide to murder, art, writing, hamilton, cats, my ocs im also trans and bi but at school nobody knows im trans (closeted not stealth) i like to yap about my ocs im christian but not the bigoted kind my best friends are brandi and layla (my child!!) ive known brandi since kindergarten and i met layla last year in 6th grade but she's just that sigma that she achieved the status ™ i listen to pretty much anything, my current fav singer is conan gray so um yeah that's all i can think of rn enjoy!

Dear Leela, Sorry for choosing this dramatic cover.

This is pretty much going to be the story of me being lesbian.