Midnight Sonata
Sunday, 20 May 2007
Dear Journal,
He hasn't come back yet. Trip. I'm annoyed. Not sad - annoyed. How can he just leave me here and not come back? Couldn't he have at least warned me? I
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He's just so nice...how he fell for me...how he told me...but putting him side by side with Trip just makes me want to kick life and tell it to choose my destiny properly. I awoke in Milltown Inn a long while ago with a cloak around me and lemonade far from hand...was that his doing?
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Sometimes you must deal with life,
And give up your usual strife.
Ermin xxx