10:38am in London Town

Young love isn't real. None of it is. Never frown, Ophelia, for you must know there is life beyond the actions of such harlotry. One day you'll be sitting in a central London cafe reading a novel that'll catch the attention of an unsuspecting 26 year old  journalist. Sipping on his flat white coffee, with The Daily Telegraph underneath his arm, he will walk past your window and find purpose in your eyes. He'll help you silence the demons on the horizon. There is hope and you must find it, Ophelia. If not for your sake, then for the sake of those around you. Let not their happiness diminish with your own faith in the world.