September 5th

Ah how the day was long

A hopeless waste of my precious time

Simply waiting was hard enough

But I hope it wont be for long

Maybe tomorrow things will be better

                                                                         

 

The migrains are back

I hope they go away soon.

The pills help

even though im reluctant to take them.

After my previous addiction...and relapse.

I'm better now.

Maybe not for long

3 little wonders sitting on my dresser.

They hold the key to pure speed and focus.

I hope my writings arent a bother..

It just helps me in my self recovery. 

I hope friday works out.

To be with the girl I enjoy

I hope we become more then friends

Though who knows what will happen..

                                                                                                                     

new friends. A great accomplishment in my life

Are they the right ones though?

Who knows if I can trust them

Keep your friends close and your enemies closer

Does that apply here?

The girl who I hated is the one im starting to become friends with.

I don't like her as more then that. 

Maybe even just an aquatint. Who knows what can happen though.

I don;t trust easily but my friend says she is good.

Can I trust or not?

We might just find out.  

Reviews

[Michael Bujtas]

The chapter is laid out like a poem, so it feels a little vague at times if it's supposed to be a story. That might be just me though. Seems like an interesting start to a story though.

[aloneinthedark17]

its actually a real journal of mine.

[Michael Bujtas]

That makes it even more interesting.

[aloneinthedark17]

indeed. I will post at least once a day if I am able to .