Dear Diary: Open Letter to Justin Bobby

Dear Justin Bobby,

God, you are so hot. You’re like the bad boy my father would kill if he ever knew how I felt about you. With your dark, flowing hair and rough and rugged stubble, you define masculinity. Never giving a fuck of what Lauren thinks of you, you live your life on your own terms. Whether it’s riding your sweet Harley down Santa Monica with your sexy V-kneck or wearing a hooded sweatshirt in the middle of summer to show your sensitive side, I want to be the girl for you. I have no idea if you work and how you afford to live in L.A., but that’s what makes you so mysterious. Now that you’ve ditched Audrina, you won’t have to worry about me judging your lack of commitment , as well as your lack of personality. I love a guy who’s not afraid to burp out loud and wear early 90’s Flannel shirts with capris pants and combat boots. Like Lauren says, “the hottest guys are the toughest to stay away from.” So now I wait for you with an open heart hoping my knight in shining armor comes to take me away and ride your Harley into the sunset. Please bring a cute helmet for me because we don’t want the producers of the show to get mad about safety issues. See you soon Justin Bobby because your 15 minutes of fame are now over!

16 more months until I turn 18!!!!