There really isn't much point into writing this entry. I never get to writing in journals everyday, even the one next to my bed has been neglected. I'm exhausted, eyes sore, hands tired. The weather is getting colder as the sun is moving further away. I'm awaiting a call. From who?.. Evan. And who is Evan? My heaven, my paradise, the child of my dreams, my white knight, my jester, my protector. But most of all, one who yearns for forever like myself. Young love, foolish, but, true. Today life was wasted in school as usual. A waste. I can make it better, I know it. Did I mention my eyes are tired? I hope this website becomes more interesting. I hope it isn't a VF wanna-be. I was never hooked on VF. But hey, things happen, let me know if you think I should continue on with my life. Enjoy it, VR.
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