Ok so um...the original owner of this account has left due to well...life... So she gave it to me to keep alive either forever or when she gets back on her feet... I'm sorry about this, I bet it sucks that the writer of what most of you have come to really like is gone but I'll try my best. Well...she gave me her writing journal of ideas she had ready for later on so I'll try my best at those... Please take it easy on me I've never done this before...god help me

This is going to start off as most things normally do, with whomever is speaking having some form of life problem. I never really understood why or how some people can just spew out all their little secret details of their life to peope and even total strangers without so much of a second thought, but now all I can say is what the heck, why not? No one honestly cares so why should they? It's not like these people are even listening to them in the first place and what reason would they have to hold what's said against the person telling? So it's not like things can get any worse, might as well take a load off for once. Ha yeah as soon as I wrote that I'm pretty sure I jinxed myself; things can always get worse than they already are.

Sadly, as you can probably tell, I'm not exactly good at this otherwise I wouldn't be trying to stall with some cliche begining. Sorry if it bugs you but I'm not too fond of the idea of letting go (don't you dare start singing that song from Frozen) of my problems and not caring what others think. I guess this is because life isn't fair and words do hurt more than sticks and stones. Though I can say I'd much rather the broken bones over the bad hand I've been dealt this time around.

What is it that's going on you ask? You want me to hurry up all ready and get with the program of playing victum? Well I'm going to have to disapoint you cause it ain't happening. Life may suck majorly right now but I'm not about to trust you with my private life just yet. If you want to pick my brain and see what makes me tick, stick around and maybe you can piece together all the little hints and bits of my life I'll let in. If you don't want to wait that long then go ahead and pick up one of the many overdone vampire love books.

So you're gonna stay then? Wow either you really must have nothing better to do or you're just that desperate for some gossip. I would think the later, seeing as how you do have my private journal and are still reading this. I'm not gonna freak that you have it or even wonder how you got your hands on it cause I'm gonna change the name of everyone I mention in here so that this doesn't blow up in my face later on. If anything just pretend this is some fiction book, it might help you sleep at night. Then again it looks like you have no shame in reading someone elses journal diary thing, so who cares right?

Whatever, I guess you can reffer to me as Max cause that sounds like a pretty good made up name that I totally did not take from a pretty good book series... But what is true is I'm an eighteen year old senior in highschool who is stressing out to the point I'm writing in this thing as a form of relief but in a way in case someone finds it. Normal for a girl my age right? No? Neither is half the things you'll end up finding out about me.

Of course this is going to be about all kinds of things my parents and most...all of my friends have no clue about. Again I'll say it, I can't see how people can be so open about these things. Especially with parents. Too risky telling them because they will either not care which will hurt or care too much that they end up making it worse. Plus isn't it understandable to think that maybe I'm scared because half...most... ok fine all of this stuff can get me so deep in trouble I may never be aloud to leave their sight? Believe me I have every reason to be scared of them even catching wind that something is up. A few years back some shit happened that hit the fan pretty quick that's left scars. Time may heal all wounds but not without leaving something to remind you of what took place.

Now that you see at least a small bit of me and know you won't be diving headfirst into my madness, I'll just let this be the end of my first entry.

Do your thing-

M

Ok so first story...How did I do?