The Boy Next Door

Dear Diary,
Paying attention to things isn't really my first priority, I mean, why would it be? There's much more important stuff like worrying when the next pair of Prada comes out or how i'm going to keep my minions in line. So why the hell is my new next door neighbor Ryan taking up all of my thoughts. I don't have time for him, it's been me,myself, and I since my father left me here with this bitch that gave birth to me, so why am i thinking about him,about what he thinks about me. It's only be what I think about myself, why should i care about him when he might not care about me, but if he did, you know care about me, i wouldn't stop him, i would let him and if he tried to give me love i might except, i might even give it back. But this is Ryan were talking about he could never love a bitch like me, his words, i wish i knew what he was thinking, if things could work out for us.
Love You,
Lydia