Ok... I'm not some creepy stalker chick... I just didn't have anything to call it. My first love and I broke up and it hurt a lot. Now I just sit up and sleep, eat, and cry. My mom bought me this stupid diary so I can "express my feelings" to someone. She thinks I am going to go crazy because I stopped talking to her. I've been worse than ever this month because this was the month we got together so it just brings back good memories that are bad... Yes I know it doesn't make sense but it makes more sense in the diary...All Rights Reserved