So carrying on, I love Henry. We have only been talk for a couple of days. He says he's sixteen with blonde hair and blue eyes that light up like my shitter after Sunday night tacos. He says he's tall and skinny. With a third leg the size of an elephant trunk. He says he lives near by. Man, this could be my only chance to get a boyfriend. I asked him to FaceTime but he said his camera is broken. He asked if we could meet up and I said sure. I said we can meet up on Saturday night on the way home from Rochelle's house. Perfect what could go wrong. Epar could.
