It's been about three years since the last time I spoke to you. I've decided to start writing these things down as they happen. I turned eighteen a few days ago and things have started looking alot more real to me now. I don't know why but I'm starting to think that my Pixie prince has cheated me. I guess becoming an adult makes you stop thinking that things like magic are real. My boyfriend threw me out into the snow last night. We had our first major arguement, I ended up sleeping in the car. The mink scarf he gave me on our first anniversary and my favorite blanket were all I had the chance to grab from our room before I was out on my butt. Mocha followed me out before Tristan had the chance to close the door. That little puppy is so faithful to me I can hardly believe it. I just got up this morning and I thought I'd write this down before I forgot my journal was in the car's glove compartment. I have to leave right now though. Tristan's coming out to the car. He's probably going to say he's breaking up with me and he wants me to move out. Maybe I'll tell you what happens later. He's knocking on the window now, "Kaya, open the door." he says......
 Requiem of Whyspers · Wed Jan 31, 2007 @ 05:27am · 0 Comments |
