Bleeding purple ink
Once upon a time, in a land far, far away, there lived an enchanted girl who liked to talk to herself on paper. She spent hours, days, months, and years chronicling the angst-filled dramas of her adolescence. With a candy cane shaped pen that wrote in red, peppermint-scented ink, she filled page after page of a pink, hard bound journal. She most certainly wrote about crushes and divulged her innermost secrets on those pages, but the distance in space and time between then and now has made her memory of what secrets those pages wore... fuzzy. Of course, the peppermint-scented red ink ran out, and the pages of the pink journal soon filled up. So, on she went to another journal, this one bound in blue floral fabric. She was no longer discerning as to the color of ink that she wrote in as she continued to puzzle out the questions of her existence within the journal's blank lined pages. She continued to chronicle her awkward adolescence as i...