There was once...

Dear James,

I've thought about it enough to know that I'm in the wrong place at the wrong time. So who on god's green earth would really accept a religious school for psycics?

I hate with depth. Beauty, in the dark.

And the only person who would understand doesn't care anymore? Doesn't read it, or anything...I am lost.

Thank you, James. For being there. Or here.

love,

The Mouse