My name is Rosa Clara, I am a Suicide Girl, and the best thing that ever happened to me has just asked me to marry him.
A lot of thoughts are piling up on me right now. For anybody that knows what a Suicide Girl is they probably are aware we are not the most discreet females out there. My fiancee’s family is as conservative as they can get. They are right wing republicans, I am left wing beyond anything reasonable. They are catholic, I am Jewish. He is very close to his family, I am not. I am not sure how this is going to work out, but I know I want to make it work.
This diary, started late at night will keep track of the journey ahead of me. I hope it can serve as a guide to my own thoughts and as a help to other girls that may find themselves in a similar position. My lovely D (you better know him just by his first initial) has totally set me up with a blog and my own domain name. He’s such as sweetie.
I never pictured myself in a bridal dress, I never pictured myself in a church, I am not even sure how the tatoos are going to look and/or if I will be able to find something that will look just half-way decent, but one thing is for sure. This is going to be one heck of a ride.