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Dear DreamBook- My Pastel Goth Life – Entry #27
Could you believe it??
Today was… well, a disaster wrapped in glitter. My promise bracelet, the one that’s supposed to break when your wish comes true, totally betrayed me.
Because instead of granting me freedom, it watched me get my arm stuck in my locker. Not figuratively. Literally trapped. Like, wrist-deep-in-metal-bear trap.
The bell rang. Everyone walked by. I just stood there. Like some pastel goth Rapunzel… except the tower was a dented locker, and the prince was definitely not coming.
My wish? Freedom. The bracelet? Still perfectly intact.
Honestly? Cursed.
I was sparkly. I was helpless. I was late to class and lowkey dying inside.
Cute but doomed.Magic but tragic.
Please send help. Or snacks. Or both. Probably both. xo, 🖤 your softest goth in distress 🖤– Me <3
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friends forever ✨