tirsdag 13. mars 2012

March 10. 1860. Saturday


I feel horrible. I have not been eating a lot lately, and none of it has been from the kitchen here. I went to town on the 8. Of March and got myself something I could save up for when I really needed it, but it’s almost gone already.
Also, Mia is still gone. That horrid which ran away from me, I am sure of it! I have called off the search. If she doesn’t want to be around me, then that is her choice. I cannot believe all that this will mean for me, in particular. I now, officially own castle Crowley… it’s all mine. Every room, every floor, every single object in it is now mine. It is overwhelming, to be honest…

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