Please... don't let them send him away. He can't get sent away. Give him community service, sure. As long as you don't pull my baby away from me. Stupid fucking cops... stupid fucking construction work... Fuck. He won't get sent away, I just know he won't. He'll pay off the fines, slowly but surely. And, everything will be fine. I can't imagine going and visiting him at juvinile hall... is it like prison? Do they have to wear uniforms, and get strip searched, and talk to their loved ones through plexi-glass? Oh god... And, what if I am? What if this isn't just a missed period... How wonderful and mature would that sound? "Yeah, the father's in juvi." Wow... that doesn't sound like us at all! We are so much better than that. He's not a bad person, at all. He's amazing and abolutely wonderful. It wasn't his fault, either. Stupid fucking consturction... And, Brad, I wonder if he's okay? I really hope he is. And I really hope that Bobby doesn't get into any more trouble than he's already in. God dammit... No more fighting. Violence is so fucking stupid. I hate this town. I just want to take my love by the hand, and run as fast as we can. Just leave, and start new, together. God. I hate being whiney. But, this is my diary. So I can really whine all that I want. Today was gonna be the day they were throw it back to you. By now you should of realized what you got to do. I don't believe that anybody feels the way I do About you now. I love him with all of my heart and soul. He's perfect in my eyes. The beating of his heart, and his soft breath hitting my skin; can put me fast asleep. I love cuddling, and falling asleep with him. Waking up with him next to me is like nothing I could ever explain, nothing I've ever felt. And when he kisses me, even after 7 months, my heart still flutters, and my stomach still flips. heh He was my first real kiss. The first kiss that I actually felt. We love giggling together, and tickle fights. He likes messing around with me; making me mad, and then giggling, and kissing and tickling me. How could I stay mad at someone like that? His gorgeous blue eyes, and the look that appear in them when he looks at me. No one has ever given me a look like that before. Yes, I have other parts in my life that are very important to me. But, to me, he's most important. I could live without him, I have. I just... never want to. Never ever. He's so amazing. God...do I ever love my baby... my muffin... my sexy, sexy boy. hehe :) He's my 'the one', my 'perfect guy', 'mr. right'. Yep, mhmm, sure is. :D