The Diary of a Lonely Heart- Her
Call me “her”. I’m that girl. I’m a hopeless romantic. I’m a fangirl. I’m a feminist. I have a big heart. I’m confusing. All of these you’ll learn about through this process. This is my diary of my love life, times when it’s nonexistent, times when it ultimately brings me to tears, and times when I can’t stop smiling. I’m going to start at the beginning, and when it reaches present day, I’ll then update regularly, but I’m almost doubtful that it’ll be as interesting, and strait to the point. This is a journey that you can ride with me. My hope in this is to show that “cliché” love stories can exist, but I’m no near that story right now. I’m remaining anonymous, simply because the things you read in this may shock you, and many things I don’t want to face, and don’t want people to know who know me. This is real life. This is my life.
xoxo, the girl.