It was a little, red notebook: filled with a declaration and a warning. 

He truly was a POS. 

I am convinced I am teddy bear that got squeezed but never gently held. 

We spun and spun and spun mid-lake, and swore eternal friendship over ducks. 

Gossips love me because I keep secrets, which made me my father´s diary. 

There was nothing my father fed off of more than other people´s dreams.... and wounds. 

I hate mint cookies, and yet my father, in a gold rolex and new rolex, thought that was the best gift for a 6 year old. 

It hurts to love someone that wants a villain. 

I was raised to be the least inconvenient person of all time, and, somehow, that made me a fast pee-er. 

Bolder people have done better than better people #facts