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// May 18 
// Story: Blood Red Roses 
// by totallynotabrony 
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5 orchid-Blossomforth
bunch daffodil-Draft Ale
bunch daffodil-Craft Ale
bunch periwinkle-Rarity
package ginger root-Ginger Snap
button carnation-Filthy Rich
5 more orchid-Blossomforth
bunch lavender-Saffron



Wednesday

I feel like I want to go over to the tavern after work.  I feel like it, but I don't think I will.  Altering my mind doesn't seem like it could make things better, just weirder.  Also, why would I want to be less than 100% right now?  No way do I want to make myself more vulnerable.
Wow, Roseluck, already thinking about drinking and it's barely past eight.

Then again, I'm kind of on a downward slide.  I honestly thought about not reporting a murder.
I did, though, of course.  Regardless of what's going on with me, somepony being killed is still more important.
But I thought about hiding it.



But of course I can't seem to stay positive and I'm back to thinking about werewolves.  As weird as it is to think about-as much as I shouldn't have to think it in the first place-I'm happy that the sight of blood still disgusts me.  I don't crave meat.  But is that because I'm a pony?  Would that change if I changed?
I've seen what wolves can do.  I don't want that to be me.

At the library, I looked up the moon cycle.  The next full moon is on the 21st.

I need to get a new journal.  I have about that many pages left.