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[Oct. 31st, 2006|12:03 am] |
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| | annoyed | ] | It's been six years. Six years.
You'd think that I'd be over it by now. But I was in the market earlier today, and there was just something there that caught my eye. It looked exactly like the jacket that she used to wear. I had to excuse myself to not lose it.
It never bothered me when I was Hokage. Then again, I had other things on my mind.
I think the dreams are the worst now. Whenever I try to write, it starts out like the rest of my books, but then gets darker and darker.
Maybe there'll be a new fan base if I go that direction. I don't want to lose my old readers, though.
I also saw some very familiar-looking blonde hair. But that can't be possible, right? |
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