Dear Diary,
Ok, the gang cannot know that I own a diary, much less write in it. I know they would call me a softie or something stupid like that. That's why I'm hiding in my room with my door locked.
I just felt like I needed to write about her. My girlfriend.
It started off as a fling. I asked her the question "will you be my girlfriend" as a joke. I didn't think it would go this far. I didn't think I'd fall for her...
But I did. And I'm so in love with her. And I didn't think I was capable of feeling this strongly toward a girl. I mean, all of my past girlfriends were just flings, and nothing more. They lasted, what? Two weeks? Some, if they were lucky, lasted three.
But this... this has been going on for two months. And it's been the best two months of my life. And I never want to end it for as long as I live.
She's beautiful and sweet and kind and caring and thoughtful, and she just does everything right. She's the perfect girl for me.
I'm going to try my hardest to hold on to her because I know she's a keeper.
Well, one of the guys is banging this door down. Ugh. Guess I have to stop writing now.
Bye-bye.
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The Outsiders | Preferences
Randomthis is basically the preferences of everyone in the gang :) ugh i love them sooo much taking requests! ~stay gold~ p.s. there are some parts in here that are Mature, but i have clearly labeled which are Clean and which are Dirty!
