Dear Diary,

Dear Diary,1

I met this guy who is a total bad boy but not falling for him.
I liked him a lot after when I saw his personality in chat. Asked him some questions about this fake girl (me) and looked at his answers. I was enjoying every minute of it.
But I'm not enjoying the fact there is a possibility I won't make it. I sound like freagin Juno. My life is kinda like Juno. Okay well a lot...but an emo girl with an acsent...but that's gonna change. I'm going to stop being emo and die my hair back to the original color (red). My stomach is growing and I feel like an outsider....sometimes in life I wish I didn't have a baby...but now I realize it might be the greatest gift. Even though I feel totally selfish after adding another human to this world. After even we already have so much....but the thing I love about this guy. Is that he didn't leave, or say no. Like this ass I might on IMVU. Stalked him, pretended to be other people to get close to him...basically a bitch ass hoe. Then, Scott a Ireland wanna be. Broke my heart after the first time we met that we'd never hurt eachother...but of course he did. And this guy I met now...might be the others..and I'm scared. I wanted to have the feeling I found the cure of cancer. I felt like my days of life are limited. I am who I am. A white bad ass mother fucker. With a Juno life. At least she made it in the movie and found the cheese to her maccoroni. I just might find the key to the after life.2


Yours Truley,
Avangalis