Dear Diary...

Today was rough. A kick to the stomach...a punch in the nose...and scars. Many scars. You know, for whatever I did, I'm sorry. I'm sorry the world's not at peace, that I'm not perfect, that I'm dumb. I'm sorry. But you know what? I still believe.

I believe in life.
In love.
In trying.
In being strong.
In determination.
In crying it off.
In telling someone.
In friends.
In family.
I BELIEVE THAT I CAN MAKE IT THROUGH.

But, I'm getting ahead of myself here.

This is the story.

Of My Life.