First attempt.

Now I'm sad.

I miss my childhood and the people from back then who aren't in my life anymore, missing the days before my relationship with my family fell apart.

Now I'm an adult and those days are just hazy memories that I cling to.

Now I can't do what I want.
If I could done all the things that I want to do...

Oh, god.
I want to go home.

And my home is a blonde girl who could be my girl.

My park,
my favorite place ever.

My animal.

Please, be careful with my memories.
They are made of leather.

And this
can get mad
to

a

Lannister.

Moons nights. L.