9 Days left, 9 days until I'm out of this hell hole and into a new life, a free one, where colour is allowed and we can do as we please. I need training with a gun, but i try hard at school in our gun training. They give us training so we can 'defend ourselves should any Kill-Joy scum try to destroy our perfectly humble lives.' Uggh, I think we would all be much happier is we were allowed to do as we please, when we please. and not get fed propaganda every five minutes. I have noticed new 'Extermination' posters up around school, and, after a closer look, I have noticed Party Poison on one, along with 3 others; Fun Ghoul, Kobra Kid and Jet Star, also known as 'The Fab Four'. I can't help but believe I would be an intruder. But then i renember the passion in his kiss, the heat i felt. Sometimes when I'm alone i touch my lips, closing my eyes and wishing with all my heart I was back in that moment, just us two alone in that alleyway.

9 Days Party, then we will meet again...

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