…..why must I bare living forever… the witches don’t even care about cookie kind…. They wouldn’t care if I just ended it all…. But the souljam won’t let me crumble…. this life I have been given is off… White Lily cookie is nice and a new ally.. but it doesn’t change the desire deep in my soul to end my misery… I’d be in the after life with… my old friend… but that doesn’t mean it’s not true… I remember the petal tea I had with him…. It’s been…. I forgot… at least he kept he’s word till the end…
…I should end it… but I can’t… I want to.. but I can’t.. cookie kind needs cookies like ancients or I to guid them… but they never cared when me and the former ally’s were virtues… why must every good thing end up a bad thing… this misery…. Might lead to me… just,… just a little longer… then it shall be over..
