Welcome to The Crash Out Diary, a book that’s as messy, real, and unapologetically human as you are. This isn’t just a collection of thoughts—it’s your safe space. A no-judgment zone where we spill it all: the good, the bad, the ugly, and the downright chaotic.

This is a diary for anyone who’s tired of faking perfect. It’s a place to confess, connect, and share your honest truths—like that time you cheated on your bestie with her boyfriend (because, hey, we’re all just human, right?). It’s for the ones who crave rawness in a world obsessed with filters.

Through blunt reflections and unfiltered musings, The Crash Out Diary offers an open invitation to let it all out. Whether you’re battling your own demons, questioning the rules of the game, or just tired of pretending to care when you don’t—this book gets it.

So, pull up a chair, let’s crash out together. No judgment. Just real talk.

I just want to scream in here, hope that helps. This will be updated everyday because I'll just come here to scream.

If you feel like talking to someone this is my discord: freda0517

There's this boy I'm completely addicted to.


I want him. Like, really want him. Oh my God.


But he's so far away. And let's be honest—am I really going to travel all that way for some dick?


This world has at least 4 billion other options; I'm not traveling for one.


(Just here trying to convince myself, though, because damn...)


I want that. And self-control? Yeah, it's not easy when you're craving someone so deep it hurts.


My brain isn't working. My heart isn't working. But my body? Oh, it knows what it wants.


And now? I guess I'll just channel all this energy into writing about how I want him in my book.


Chapter 29 - Hot D*ck