Dear journal the food supplies is decreasing. It has
gotten harder and harder to find food in all
directions. The base is now fully operational but the
food maker is just now being built. Now that the
base has finally been almost completed I take stock
on what has happened to the world and me. I saw
myself in a mirror today for the first time in 10
years. My hair is longer now and I keep in a braid. I
am taller and am I guess I could say more
developed. I have learned that I can shape change
thanks to my mother I guess. And yet I am alone in
a desolate gray and fiery world. Oh god journal I
miss him so much and I will never see him again.
Why is the
world so cruel to me? I was given back the ability to
touch when no one is left.
WHY?
Journal, Why has fate fucked up my life?
Rouge
gotten harder and harder to find food in all
directions. The base is now fully operational but the
food maker is just now being built. Now that the
base has finally been almost completed I take stock
on what has happened to the world and me. I saw
myself in a mirror today for the first time in 10
years. My hair is longer now and I keep in a braid. I
am taller and am I guess I could say more
developed. I have learned that I can shape change
thanks to my mother I guess. And yet I am alone in
a desolate gray and fiery world. Oh god journal I
miss him so much and I will never see him again.
Why is the
world so cruel to me? I was given back the ability to
touch when no one is left.
WHY?
Journal, Why has fate fucked up my life?
Rouge
