Dear Journal,
It's strange how people say there is always a light at the end of a dark tunnel...
But what is there isn't on for me?
People whisper,
People talk,
People spread rumors,
People snicker,
People giggle,
People chuckle,
People laugh.
At me.
Because of him.
I thought he was the one I was chasing in my dreams.
I guess I was wrong.
Sincerely,
Nightingale
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AdventureDear Journal, It's funny how you don't even realize how life changes without us even knowing. It's funny how we change with us knowing. It's funny how we don't even notice... Sincerely, Nightingale
