Dear Dead Diary

Today’s mood is the usual mixture of nostalgia and deadness inside.

Today’s outfit: My crown that hangs heavy on either side, a black choker and some lies on the tip of my tongue, a glare with a smirk on the other side, and a couple black eyes. After I trim my horns and put on my face I slip into an air of mystery and then drape the weight of the world on my shoulders, then some low waisted jeans and a mile in someone else’s shoes, and of course, eyeliner.

For breakfast I had some Count Chocula cereal with blood instead of milk and a side of my words. 

Then at work I was depressed and listened to Panic! At The Disco and Vampires Everywhere! Until lunch break where I’m writing this update now and being apathetic.

Woah! I’m tortured af! 

Xoxo :’(