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My Journal
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Ongoing, First published Apr 18, 2016
First of all, the pictures that I use in this journal arenot mine... these belong to their respective owners. I guess I could have shown you you my artwork, but that seems like to much work, and I really didn't want so... The artwork is NOT mine, in any way, type or form.

This will be peak into my pathetic life...

Trigger warning: Self hate, bullies, suicidal thoughts...

You have been warned...

These are my thoughts... and mine alone... I will share whatever the hell I feel like sharing on that day... 

 will share songs that intrigue me, poems - my own and others, quotes I like, dreams, and whatever else I want to share.

It might be sad and depressing... or happy and stuff... but that depends on my mood.

And I honestly don't care if you hate on the stuff I write. I write about me, the stuff I went through... If you don't like it leave.
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Something Mending -- VOL 1

127 parts Complete Mature

Of Breaking hearts, young love, betrayal and pain. Of Mending hearts, familiar pain, unexpected hurt and aftermath. Of Healing hearts, underated heartache, pain and acceptance. Of Love, Love that is as deep sea. Pain, that knows no bounds. Strength, that exist within time, but lasts forever. Of Sadness, sadness that always returns, Of Trauma, trauma that runs in deep, and the art of dying, every time. Of Scribbles and rambles, unsaid words and sealed pain. Of Life, Love, Pain, Sadness, Trauma. Of the art of rising like a phoenix, every time. Of Anxiety and Paranoia. Of Anything bad, Of Everything good. This is a story of a girl, it's a continuous one. A story of a sad girl, very lonely, but beautiful, intelligent and strong. She's a self sabotaging narcissistic girl, but also a talented, skilled and brave girl. She is riddled with anxiety and depression, but somehow finds ways to get up each morning, thinking of beautiful things. She has loved and lost, hurt and being hurt. She has not lost herself, but she has not find herself either. This is the life of a girl, laid before you in poems and thoughts. Here is a piece of me, and in here, undoubtedly, you will find pieces of yourself too. I am a mess, but aren't we all? | formerly SOMETHING BROKEN |