I don't like the word Pillowbook.
I prefer diary, or journal. So this is my journal.

Obviously, I have a real one. But that's too embarrassing to put on Fictionpress.
Ramblings, rantings, letters, thoughts. Generally to do with sex, love, and teenage angst.

You guys know the drill :]

I'm not expecting anyone to stumble across this,

but if you do, thank you! Much love.

Aurora