I've never kept a diary before... probably because I can never keep anything for very long and I'm not sure that I can handle losing anything else. I am becoming increasingly pessimistic with the fact that forever never lasts very long and, knowing that, hope is just the denial of reality. My story is the classic story of a girl with a broken heart that never seems to mend. I'm not even sure that I have a heart anymore because I gave it to a boy and he still hasn't given it back. If you chose to read this.. I doubt that you will like what you see in me, but I just might be a risk worth taking. [ Background by www.nuthinbutnet.net ]