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June 30th, 2014. My life has always been a mess. From bullies constantly pushing me to the ground to my family pulling me in so many directions I begin to fall apart. This isn't just about all the terrible things I've dealt with, but also the amazing times I've had. Late nights out with my friends and great laughs reading my favorite books past sunrise. This is my life journal after I graduated. It's filled with some normal and not so normal everyday struggles. If your life isn't story worthy are you sure you're living it right?

Sometimes I have dreams, My memory of these dreams aren't always clear and the stories tend to be a bit jumpy, a lot of these happen because I ate ice cream before bed. NOTE all names and locations have been changed for safety purposes

This will be my online journal, just in case if i lose the one I have in real life. So this will be my journal, where I will talk about my creepypasta experiences and research... Just so you know, everything that i put in the journal is 100% real and these are my actual expierences.

"Life is weird, I keep struggling to understand it, how things actually work, why things only work certain ways, why this and why that, you know, all these existential questions still cross my mind." Sometimes being a young adult requires courage, fearlessness, intelligence and a pinch of sassiness, it's not easy, nothing is ever easy, sometimes life gets out of control, but you don't always have to be a control-freak, do you? A few years after writing "A Diary Of A Dreamer I" as a teenager, dreamer decided to document her journey again as a young adult and share her deepest desires.

*WARNING TALKS ABOUT SUICIDE AND OTHER TRIGGERING THINGS, DO NOT READ IF YOU'RE EASILY TRIGGERED OR EMOTIONAL* This story includes me talking a little about my Trauma, and some of the things I've gone through since I was a kid. There will be some detailed parts here and there, and these are dark stories.

I physically cringe while reading this now-a-days.

One day, a boy found a journal. He thought it would be a good idea to write his experiences down, and that is where this story begins. This story is told in a series of journal entries, and isn't very descriptive, but when you have surviving on your mind twenty four seven, you don't have time to write the details. It leaves room for interpretation, and makes this story a unique experience for every reader.

These are just some things I write when it's late at night and I can't sleep... -first thing i've published, i'm well aware how amateur it is... if you're willing to endure it then i love you. I'll probably love you anyways though oops :*

TRIGGER WARNING : I've always been overwhelmed with my thoughts, so i decided to write them down in one of the few communities that i feel completely safe in, ��������.

Basically my diary kinda *haha I realized I spelled journal wrong in the title had it as 'jurnal' wtf🤣 Side-side note: Also I have like 3 moods for all dis the "Fuck all of you and what you think", the "I am sad and depressed and didn't think I'd live past 18", and the "HI! I'm a happy little sunshine wackadoo👋". I think ya can tell what type a mood I was when I did this. And I case ya can't *its the first one*.😁