Dear Diary,
It's me, Sarah. Today was... an experience. To make a long story short, I thought I was straight... but it turns out, I'm wrong! I mean... the clues were right there. I always imagined a woman in some way when I read her letters... and she was always seen as my best-est friend. I told her when I can tell nobody else. And it's obvious she feels the same... but damn why am I only feeling this now? Have I always felt this? I feel like a new me. I turned over a new leaf, and that leaf is red. I regret nothing. Nothing makes me more happy than her. The best woman to exist. Her eyes... her face... her everything... I love her. Rebecca is my girlfriend, and I am hers. I know I'll never be as poetic with my words as she is... but I know damn well what I mean. We are perfect for each other, no debate... full stop. To sum it up,I lOVE WOMEN, ESPECIALLY REBECCA
For real though, I miss her even though she's right next to me. Albeit, she is asleep, but I still miss her.
Okay saying she's just "Next to me" is a lie. She's spooning me and I'm enjoying every second of it. I think I'd better sleep...- Sarah Anice
(Writers note: Sleepover story part coming soon!)
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Dear Sarah
RomanceA lemon about a 2 lesbian women. One lesbian of which thinks she's straight