I couldn't save her.
I keep telling myself, "It'll be alright. It'll be alright. This is just some messed up dream."
But it's not. This...this is real.
The Winter is coming...I don't think I can survive it...war...war is coming.
I have to spend this month doing research. A fuckton of it.
I'll keep you guys updated....if I care enough to...everything just....numb.
I keep having these...dreams...again.
A car crash. I keep seeing a car crash.