Dearest Diary,1
It is July 21st, my second entry. So we meet again my friend. Sorry that I haven't been writing. School and numerous other things have kept me extremely busy. Now I have time to vent out my fears and pains. It seems I never sleep. Already I have been up for 26 hours and have not even felt sleep-deprived. My mother returned as I wrote about her disappearance my last entry. Drunk off her ass, but fine nonetheless. The Devil has become bored with me. His sick wrath has abandoned me and hopefully forever. I pray to God for this but fear that He has lost all hope in me. My tears are my only friend I am beginning to think. Seems so strange that my old "friends" have left me ever since I changed schools. On a more morbid note, I have discovered that wonderful and extremely lovely effects of alcohol. Thirteen and already on the road to an alcoholic. That must be some sort of record. I gave up cigarettes and am feeling better. Thank God for that. My new kitten is beautiful. Night Duchess as I call her is the blackest cat I have ever seen. The Devil tried to run her over but I saved her. Now I have someone to love since I can't love myself. I have run out of things to say tonight. Good night dear friend.2
~K3
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Serious issues.
At thieteen you had some serious issues. Deep but just a tad scary. Personal thoughts usually are. Be careful and have no sympathy for the devil as he will lay your ass to waste. Oh by the way, consume the alcohol, do not let it comsume you.
