Hello ! Sorry for not writing at all these past months, I don't know, things have been different. uhh I turned 16 last year, 2 more year until I am 18. It is 8 pm right now.
There's times when I find no meaning to life, when I can't even find the strength or excitement to get out of bed. All my days feel dull and it is the same stupid routine as always. I joined Student Council and that has helped.
Maybe depression? Confusion? Sad? Bored? Who knows, I don't even know what is wrong haha. How can I tell someone how I feel if there isn't words to explain it. It is so freaking frustrating.
I find myself stuck in this room with no doors nor windows, It is completely empty and lifeless. Of course it is full of flaws, the paint is peeled, the tile is dirty and it is very cold in here.
The feelings of apathy, fear, hate, sorrow live there and for some reason I am stuck in here with now way out. I am yelling for help, but no one can hear me, I want to get out of here. Be free.
Natasha is never the first choice to anything, she is not special to anyone, she can be easily ignored. I lost my best friend for the most stupidest thing. I am not good at anything, it's never enough for anyone.
If Natasha is sad it's because she's experiencing the feelings of a teenager, it's normal. Right? Is this just a phase? I hate my body and face, well everything about me. Idk what's wrong..
A/N: and so it begins...
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Dear Diary
RandomNo Cliches. No happy ending. No romance. Just the journey of a girl, of me. This is my diary, the only place I can escape and not be strong, where I can actually pour out my bottled up feelings.
