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Dear Diary,

Bonnie and Clyde

Everyone knew the story, some crave, feel envy, wanted to witness and share.

When I fell in love with the bad boy I knew I would be the mistress of many, but I knew that at some point I was the only one for a long time.

Which never pleased the fools who saw us around?

When I was alone I felt the eyes of judgment.

If you saw Diary, you would know!

He has the fire! That accompanies and spreads wherever he goes.

And wherever you go, your Bonnie is by your side.

And in this story, I'm the girl sad.

Your money, the drinks, the trail leaving marks on the asphalt, the fire that spreads,

Makes me even more sad. I am a sad girl!

But am not holy and much less innocent, I am a bad girl and I admit. I do not and nor am I the victim. The bitch Bad.

That I was by your side! That's what I was next to you! I was at your side!

And again, it never pleased the fools around us.

And how much more the madness came to its peak, stayed around. We!

The fire that Jimmy emanated blew me, leaving me in flames;

He is the fire!

And everyone who saw the show had something to say and nothing sweet words and calm, quite the contrary.

Be careful! It was what they always said, right behind them, with abrupt, low-pitched, low-pitched words.

Careful, he said, bounced back!

I am a girl sad and bad!

And even when the fire is burning, I am in flames and i think it will always be so!

Oh Dear Diary, in its pages pours all my memories of a story that followed, almost, the lines of Bonnie and Clyde. But reliving of a point of view of an observer, I see that I have never been to Bonnie and at this point so sad, in the midst of tears I realize that there were hundreds of Bonnie's and only a sad and bad girl by his side, i. The bitch!

And it only remains for me to ask you is one of the fools?

With the delicacy of a dry rose, Miss...

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