oh Dear Diary, you don't deserve the thoughts going through my head. Plus all the friends readding this would be offended to what I have to say. What I say doesn't really matter. oh, It's just between you and me. and Jon comes to save the day. I can't make myself... Today we laughed so hard. With her I am truely myself. I laugh, I flutter, I roll around and make fish noises. We talk deep about life... longing for emotion, to feel something. He called me for the first time. The moment the boy voice asked for me butterflies fluttered. I love butterflies. blue ones. and those pretty white ones that we'd chase at camp. Hey, Bedonts leaving wednesday. I have my own personal feelings. I won't write them here. oh, how you'd be jealous if you knew what I wrote in my other diary. my diary that doesn't talk back. She is true, she is real... one day I'm going to run. "someday I'll fly away" I'm not upset, I'm actually quite happy. It's the way I'm supposed to be. I'm confused and...are the lilacs blooming yet? Everyone will have their day. oh man oh man. ...and jon plays...