I decided on black for my walls.









   It doesn't really suit me, but it'll be hard to see the pen marks if they try to go at it again.






   It's winter now.




   I thought I'd add that.

   I guess it really doesn't matter what time of the year it is, but winter is my favorite season.


   It's really pretty outside.




   In winter I feel calm. I don't ever feel calm.








   I'm scared that one day I'll be completely alone.

   Most people ignore me, but at least I know they know I'm here.








   I just hope the day never comes where I'll loose my voice.

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