Little things…

 Dear Diary;

Little things. You know, you read them and you think, "nah.. coincidence". Little quips, small details. Jabs. They go unnoticed for the most part, by most people. They aren’t meant for those people to understand anyway.

It appears as though I may not the only one who likes to check up on enemies regularily.

If I felt like an idiot before; If I felt guilty…. I certainly do not anymore.