Dear diary

Entery one

Have you ever fallen in love?

Have you ever been filled with a sweet rush of happiness as the grey days of loneliness are replaced by soft cherry clouded ones?

Have you ever been reborn into a new stage of life that truly surpasses all other areas of you existence?

I have.

I was once alone; almost completely alone. I didn't really complain or appear unhappy; if anyone asked I would simply declare that I didn't mind being alone, they would smile in responses saying they understood: I was just that sort of person that preferred to be alone. The thing is I now realise how naive I was being: I've always felt alone. Grey describes my life, sketchy cold grey. I mean don't get me wrong I wont be as ungrateful to say my whole childhood was a pathetic waste, I just don't regret leaving it in the past. I was always several paces behind the rest of the kids in school as it is, why would I miss my most ignorant section of existence? I was just slow, I don't blame myself for having to catch up with the others, it's not my fault really but that still doesn't mean I should have had the time of my life. I mean who really thinks school is the best time of their life? Parents always say that and what's even more perverse is that I found myself feeling the same day I left both my schools. I thought of all the good times courageously ignoring the bad, then a few moments later puzzling how I could ever come up with such fucked up thoughts. I mean the school was a nice enough place but for me it was a horribly lonely experience.

Now I'm blabbering and I've lost the original point I was going to make, I'll stop now before I bore You, my imaginary reader, to death. Maybe I'll try again tomorrow. Night.