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I love the fact that You don't care I love the fact that, When you gave me that engagement ring a month ago and called it forever....then cheated on me 3 weeks laters I love the fact that, You probably could watch me bleed and cry, and not even have a tear in your eye. I love the fact that, I thought you were the one and you ripped my heart apart, yet you said I was the one who hurt you. But I hate the fact that, I'm still in love with you

Dear Journal, MY HEAD MY FUCKING HEADDDDDDD IT'S ITCHESSSSSS! BUT I CANT SCRATCH IT. anyway Im dying my hair and it burns like it bitch I almost died from the fumes IM NEVER DOING MY HAIR BY MYSELF EVER AGAINNNNNN! I just wanted to announce that. Cause there hasn't been anything to talk about. From Dawn Bentz

Dear Journal, I haven't written in you in a while. I keep forgetting and when I look at you and tell them myself Ill write in you tonight. Nothing really happens that I can write about. Anyway I can start with trailing about Gatorade. I like the Lemon Lime, arctic blue, and the grape one. Im currently drinking the grape one. I dunno why, but it's blue. Anyway, this weekend was pretty cool. I've been texting Lauren non stop I found out she was lesbian, a lot of people made fun of her because of it. I mean, don't people have anything better to do then be like "LAWLZ YOU'RE GAY". Ugh, I wanna punch someone in the face when I see people do th

Dear Journal, Hello again. Dawn here, today was alright I guess. I noticed my scars on my wrist are healing,there red and scabbed, maybe I should put some antibiotics on them... I already have enough slashes that are bad scars. Anyway....It was an average day at school, talking to my friends, paying attention in classes and listening to lectures. Expect last period. You see, there this girl that I have a crush on. Her name is Lauren. She has the prettiest hair it like, silk, black silk and eyes that remind me of the night, and they have like this purple hue to them. She oriental, she Vietnamese I believe? I don't remember. She asked me to c

Penelope wasn't used to it. What are these things? Who are these creatures? Why is there skin such a unusually peach/dark brown color. There ears are so tiny. It's so odd. Where the hell is she? Penelope is a dark elf. Her people usually range from a purple to a grayish type of blue, there ears are pointy and long, and she can pretty much blend in. What is she going to do? Penelope doesn't remember a thing. All she remember is going to a social event in her village, next thing she knows she awake to this strange world. "How am I going to blend in?" she said to herself softly hoping no one has spotted in her in this, alley? she thinks. It

Dear Journal, Yes, I'm addressing my journal like a letter. Yes I can do this, wanna know why? Cause I'm like that. My name is  Dawn Bentz. I'm your typical girl that goes to high school. I have a small group of friends to get me back. I guess I can say I'm average looking, I have reddish brown hair and greenish blue eyes. I'm normal, I guess. I'm that girl who has typical teenage problems like boys, girls (I'm curious about both), self esteem, body image. Well I can go on, but I'd rather not. But I have a secret that not many people know. I'm a self harm addict. Now I know you're about to say. "YOU CAN'T BE ADDICTED TO THAT!" you actua