what if you're running a journal? not like a diary more like... writing down the thoughts you have when you're up late, when you're down, when you're up. yes everytime you jump and everytime you fall you write your thoughts in that handy journal wrapped in old brown leather. It is your life. It is the only one that you trust. It is your personal book that no one knows about.. and no one has a clue what this little inconspicuous book contains.
it contains the real you.
but what if someday... another person gets a look in this journal?