I finished Wallflower. The part that I started crying about, the part that didn't happen yet, never happened. I made it up. I cried for nothing and I feel stupid because of it. But I feel better, too, because I didn't want it to happen.
I'm not going to tell you what I thought was going to happen. I'm sure you could figure it out on your own.
Aurevoir. This is the last time, tonight. I think.
cont. part II
- January 23, 2012
- Cest-La-Vie
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