DEAR DIARY...
My mother insulted me today, she said that I am anybody, that I like to play with men, but it is not like that, with boys I feel like myself, my true self feels protected with boys, although some people have ruined my life and they make me dirty, I know there are good people who love me and protect me ...
Mother, could you know me better?
NO? What do you mean by "No" if I got along with girls, you wouldn't insult me, right? ...
It's my fault?
If it's my fault, I didn't ask to live, if I knew my life was destined to do shit ...
Mother, you don't know me ... you only get carried away by what people talk about me ... but please try to find my true reason why I like to live with boys more than with girls ...