Her Diary: entry 1
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Most people who have been left by there husband or boyfriend and go on tinder to find dates but they never work, think there's no one out there for them but there's someone for everyone. I just wanted to tell you I will never tell you my name but my lame dates sure. lets start from the beginning when I was on one of my dates.
Just as one of my trash boyfriends left I wanted to get back into the groove of dating. My goal was to have a date every night. If I do say so myself I look pretty good. My butts just right size and so are my boobs I'm slim thick and my hair is long and curly. Many say I'm the whole package, I also get that stare every time I walk pass. Men want to be with me and Women wish they were me, but something was missing. That fun part of me was kind of in a twirl and I needed it back. I'd always loved to be a player but when I fall, I fall hard. REALLY HARD.
As the date begins I'm already bored. I make sure to take all my dates to the same restaurant every time, if not then we don't go out simple. This dates name was John he was a pretty boring man, he was an entrepreneur who owned his own small store. That was pretty much all I heard after I zoned out. This gorgeous man, the most beautiful man I have ever seen, guess I was staring for a while because he started to stare back. I got embarrassed and told my date to excuse me. I rushed to the lady's room and stared at myself in the mirror. As I was pacing the back of the room thinking of the man I saw I didn't hear the door open. Someone came up behind me and put there hands around my waist.
I could tell that It was a man by his hands. At first I thought it was John who came to find out what took me so long. As I was just about to say this is going to fast I turn around to see someone completely different. To be continued...
The classic Romantic signing offNarrator: This is an entry from Avina's diary she doesn't say her name just in case people see.
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