Hmmmm..... It's strange that I keep writing to a 'you' isn't it? No one else ever reads this, and I know why the pages are singed. I mean..... It could turn out rather poorly for us if someone read this, right? So it's good they don't. I hide it to well.
This really stinks.... The inks so dry it's getting harder to write with, and my eyesight is getting blurry with drowsyness. I think I'll just n** down to the lake to get some water to drink and to mix with my ink, then I think I'll turn in for the night.
