"When I get kicked out of school, I'll shrug it off. When my parents die, I'll lament "oh, that's too bad." When I lose my best friends, I'll chalk it up to what was meant to be. I'm continually betrayed by irony, fate, and myself."
Is four years too long? Too long to make things the way they used to be?
I miss you all so much. I miss a period in time so much.
I missed this post until now. I'm not sure how to proceed on this point. Are you going to want to try roleplaying again? We'll be starting up a vampire dark ages game in late Aug.