
I've always sucked at keeping diaries but I really need an outlet for all the thoughts that are rolling around in my head. If you don't want to read don't, if you do, do. I would really appreciate comments as long as they are not hurtful. Thank you.
Rated: Fiction T - English - Hurt/Comfort/Friendship - Chapters: 10 - Words: 7,309 - Reviews: 23 - Favs: 1 - Follows: 3 - Updated: 01-23-13 - Published: 12-03-12 - id: 3079665
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One Liners: #1
This is something new I'm trying where I just post one or two sentences that describe a thought that I've had. I might or might not explain them.
At least when I was a kid I could hide in the shadow of the corner, because I knew no one was going to come looking for me.
This one is about parties where I don't want to be. I no longer fit in with the kids, but I don't want to be with the adults. I miss the times when I was little and I'd be sent off to be with the kids and then I could just sneak away and find a nice, quiet corner and feel safe. But now... people just keep looking for me.
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