Best Fake Friend.

Dear Diary,
I'm storm and I've just turned sixteen. I'm in love with my best-friend Blake. I don't know what to do. His girlfriend is the definition of S.L.U.T. She constantly starts her crap with me. I just don't understand what he sees in her. I wish, just wish he could be mine.


5. Just In General.

Dear Diary,

Sorry I haven't written for a few weeks. I haven't had the time. Blake's been at mine for all that time but tonight he went home so I've taken the opportunity to write. It's been a buzzing few weeks. The sex life is awesome and he is so romantic. He took me out for dinner the other night. He even cooked a meal for me the other week and put candles on the table and everything, he made my parents and little brother go out for the night just so everything was perfect, and yanoee what? It was. He's been a real sweetheart. I was ill a week or two ago and he snuggled with me, made me hot chocolate, just warmed me up really. 

Everything's just perfect. I never though we would ever be like this. Ever. That slag has seen us around and cut me a few dirty looks. I would punch her, but she isn't worth my time. She isn't worth anyone's time in my opinion but there you go. I don't really have much to say because everything I want to say will take too long to write. 

Anyway, I have things to do.
Better get going,


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