"Kings are just babies. But we are all their toys" - Gys the Fool
So we are far away in Arofa and it's dark. I heard Tova is nice but I'm not sure how nice it feels right n w .
I hate Talion. And father. And all men and women of all kinds colors and pictures and dreaming of strange features.
I'm not even a poet. I'll never write a poem.
Why try? Why try when I am a spent toy for funny people to play with? Baddie - Eve haha, better than I don't talk to - Eve. Or care that much.
You know, journal, wh er e where is Talion? Aside from some nice word, and by nice word i mean "look at the sea it's so nice ye". GOD GET OUT. Leave me! I want to actually enjoy what he doesn't know HOW TO ENJOY WITH HIS CRINGY WORDS.
As for the world. I have to smile and nod at them and be yes I'm Eve I'm smart but I say I'm dumb so you people can shut up and leave me alone, but I don't want to be alone so yes let's talk but why talk when no one cares!? When no one is? You know journal I odn't even know if i'm writing or I'm dreaming.
Clearly, I am drunk. Uh. Clearly. So fancy tonight, are we, Eve. As fancy as the whore I've been preparing all my life to be.
I will NEVER show them this. They seem nice people. Really nice. I don't know why I said I hate them. I'm sorry. But Talion is horrible. He behaves like an oaf. A big oaf. Orcs have been knowwwn to be kinder.
I think I'm gonna sleep. I can't hold my head still. I will probably burn this tommorrow, I can't stand myself writing this stuff.
fls
Eve