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5:09 p.m.

After physically self-harming, I mentally self-harm by reading more hit-pieces.

Twitter has only gotten worse. Instead of just calling me a dangerous Death Guarder, the attacks have gotten personal. I’m

an ugly blond. I’m the worst part of the entire Scorpius Hawthorne franchise. I’m exploiting Alano for fame. And my favorite

is that I should go kill myself, which I heart from my fake account. There’s also a parody account called @DariosFist that’s

challenging Death-Cast employees to fights. Some idiots are speculating that’s me, but even if I ran outside and told all

those reporters the truth, it wouldn’t matter. Everyone’s already made their minds up on me, the ugly, exploitative, dangerous

Death Guarder who sucked in the last Scorpius Hawthorne movie and should go die by suicide.

I’m about to move on when I see some un-fucking-believable news that has nothing and everything to do with me: the role of

Death has been cast in Golden Heart , and it’s none other than that bastard Bodie, who I met before the chemistry read. He couldn’t even bother to read the book

and now he’s gonna get famous off this story.

I open my nightstand and grab my bloodstained knife. This isn’t enough. Self-harm isn’t helping. What I really wanna do is hurt someone else, and that thought is so fucking scary.

I wanna punch Bodie; I wanna punch the producers; I wanna punch Orion.

Sometimes a thought is just a thought, but sometimes I don’t think, I just act, and if my actions are about hurting other

people, then I gotta put an end to this before I truly become Dad.

My life has always been hard, but I believe more than ever that I was supposed to die before Alano interfered because everything

has only gotten worse. It’s like time travelers are trying to right that wrong, so they’ve organized a shitstorm to wash out

any hope for living, including getting dragged on social media, news vans violating my privacy, Make-A-Moment rejecting me,

and my dream of being Death in Orion’s movie officially killed.

Message received.

I gotta return to the Hollywood Sign to finish what I started.