#personal: notes

April 4th: Beware of the crowmen and the hyena tribes.

Throwing a random fact between me and mom: Sometimes we don't know who's raising who, or who's taking care of who.

dad and I might have this.... very complicated/somehow toxic relationship, but when it comes to politics, we're two gossip girls: "did you see what xxx did at the embassy?", "he's a fucking bastard."

I know is too soon, but, I don't know which one of my characters I love more. I just know I'm gonna be proud of this story which I won't publish or anything, is just for me to read and enjoy... at least for now.

It's been a really long time, years probably, since someone saw me crying.