Here it goes journal. Last entry. A little note to leave behind for everyone else. I wonder if they'll actually read this? Maybe not. Guess I shouldn't ramble too much or I might not complete it.
It begins with that. A story left behind by someone for others to follow by. A horrifying tale of sub coming to your own jealousy, the gnawing greed, to your hidden fear, and to your love that you try to keep and harbor way from those who will try to take it. Will you read the note left behind for everyone who stumbles upon it? Or will you ignore it and let the past be forever forgotten?
This is the tell of Roses, Violets, and Love.
(Includes a small rape scene)