Dear Journal,
I think this is going to be my last entry. I want Harry to read you. I don't know why, but I feel he should.
Thanks for letting me write in you. Well, I know you're a book but you're an escape for my emotions, so I feel you should be thanked.
I should probably tell you that it's been years since my previous entry. Harry and I are getting married tomorrow.
He proposed in the forest at the same place we had our first kiss. I called him a cheese-ball, and he just said he loved me.
My schizophrenia is not better in any way, and medicine still makes my head hurt. I say weird things sometimes, I think. I doubt everything around me, still, but Harry's helping me to understand, along with my mum, sisters, and the new counselor I got that doesn't treat me as a child.
Well, I guess this is goodbye, for the last time. Just know that I'm happy with life and completely in love with Harry.
I followed my heart, and it lead me straight to him. Twice.
Louis x
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YOU ARE READING
reality ➸ larry
Fanfiction❝he told me to follow my heart. i told him that my heart goes wherever he does.❞ or; louis has a journal, and a bad sense of telling when something's wrong.
