All I can say is... the goblins were dead

You stole from me.... You stole everything from me....

You stole my heart....

That's right you stole my heart. It was a Sunday in Vermont. I was alone in my Nana's cafe when you tapped me on the shoulder.  It was a cold day, and I was barely 17.

"Can I sit here?" is what you asked me.

My legs were on the little round table. Looking at you twitterpated, while looking at your soft brown hair and your white t-shirt and blue eyes.

"Oh- Oh Im sorry. Let me move out of your way." I said back to you that day.

"I'm sorry to bother you again but, may I have your number? I can't help but notice how pretty you are." You gazed  into my eye as I thought to my self how sweet and attractive you are.

A month later we started our relationship. It was the best days of my life, until that unfaithful day of May 16th. I remember it like it was yesterday, how could I not.

You stole my money....

I got my first job. I remember you asking me to help pay your car note because you got fired from your own, and like the love struck teenager I was, I paid it for you.  Little did I know I was getting paid, and pushed around.

6 years later, we got married. You got distant. I got depressed, started a second job because I could barely pay rent for us.

One day I checked my account balance, $139, that's what I had. It was all I had.

You took my money and spent it on silly things like shoes and a new car. We needed that money.

You stole my trust...

All this grief, and ALL this stress, you did something I didn't think I a million years you would do. I noticed your weird timing coming home from places I don't know where. Why Jason? Why did you cheat on me. I was nothing but loyal.

You stole my Life...

It's been a year now. I'm still thinking about you, when I sleep, when I eat, when I breathe, you come to mind. I've got a new job now. It's pretty nice. I get paid well and I'm holding my own.  I can't move on. You're always here, not REALLY here, but in my heart and in my mind.

I have a new boyfriend. Hes nice, but he's not you. He doesn't know I still think about you all the time. Im hurt all because...

You stole my heart.

Here is my letter to my depression in the form of poetry/lyrics

Dear Depression, ....

Guys what the frick, NO ONE has been active and i NEED someone to talk too -_-

Today was such a whirlwind of emotions. School was a mix of the usual mundane lessons and extraordinary happenings.

English class

Math class

Lunch time

After school

Evening

Night

I hope tomorrow is as good as today. Until then, goodnight, dear diary.

Yours, [Abby M Benoit]

March 27,2024 - 4:07 P.M

Soooo... right now i´m going through me my camera roll on my laptop.

(Viewer Discretion advised) Here´s what I found...

GYAT

Well I told you ... so if your eyes need to be bleached dont sue me... anyways

Im also listening to Grand Piano by Nicki Minaj ,, shes actually a good singer lol

.. well thats all for now until next entry

Not me liking my own entry he he heee... okay fr until next time

March 27 2024- 4:45 P.M

proof my dads an asshole ...

https://voca.ro/1gSp49xxwQmB

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