Dear Diary.
I've found out that I need a boyfriend. Scary, but true. I need a boyfriend because then I'll have a reason to tidy up my bedroom. I'll have someone to lean on when I'm not at my strongest. I'll have someone to push me so that I'll get what I want. Someone to lend me his big sweaters when I'm cold. Just someone to talk to and also yell at. I wish I had that.
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