freakymandy's Diaryland Diary ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- mindless self indulgent rant How suffocating. You know what, I hate the smell of perfumes. And hello you diarists - I am actually in love with a decent man. It's been years, and I am back, ka-boom, with news like this. Heh. I have my ways in surprising you, it seems. * I am growing older. And I am too young, and I don't want to be an adult too soon. * Mike. Well, he likes the music I like. He hates the food I eat. He's such a shy guy, so emotional, so pleasant. So beautiful. I know his flaws, I know his vices, but I like to pretend that he's the right one for me. I like to think that Seventeen is not too young an age to consider someone who's in his Nineteen to be the perfect man for her. He takes care of me, and doesn't take me for granted. Surely he should be the one for me. I would hate to be hurt again. Let's see what he's gonna do to me, if he gets bored with everything. I am so ready to be trashed and pushed aside. 2:50 a.m. - 2006-03-12 ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- |
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