So, I'm starting a diary, I guess.
To sort out my mind, which is right now a mess.
They told me poems was a good way to express
My feelings, but I'm so crappy at this.
I'm sorry.
I can't keep my thoughts together lately, I just can't seem to do anything right. I know Mike'll read this, and I'm going to get told off for "writing inappropriate vocabulary", but I don't really care, to be honest.
What a perfect intro that was, I think I'm going to become a writer when I'm older. And scare everyone away.
So, my name is Katherine, Katie or Kat for friends, so basically no one calls me like that. I don't know if hearing that I'm only 22 will shock you; you might have been expecting it. A few years ago I would have imagined myself as a cool popular 22 year old, with long hair down to my arse and walking home surrounded by cute guys after uni. I feel ashamed of myself. Just take a look at me, my fat bum looks so damn horrible in this weird piece of clothing. It's white with little dark blue dots. I look like a psychotic one in this. I have thought about me actually being mad more than once, but then I always think there's a reason for everything I do, isn't there?
Anyway, I think I'm going to write another poem to end my first diary entry:
I'm just an angel who fell into hell
Sometimes I wonder if I'm mad as well
Since they all question my mental health
When with a razor, I harm myself.
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My Dark Diary 》h.s.
Fanfiction{COMPLETED} Katherine is only 22 when she is hospitalised for psychotic depression. She starts a diary as another source of relief, through which she expresses all her feelings and thoughts. Meanwhile, Harry Styles is hospitalised in the same center...
