Dairy entry #7

Dec. 4, 1819

                 

                    I find life ironic. My whole life i been searching for a place where everyone is looked at the same. But i never got to find that place in my time. Out of my 342 years i think i still dont know anything.

Well hopefully in 200 years our minds arent still stuk on color of skin. the land of the U.S. will expand and everyone will see eye to eye.
                    But i cant really say much cause i say everyone eye to eye. i think thats why my wife caught me in bed with another race. She shoot me in my back with a musket and slit the mercedes thoart.

Well this is farwell,
Black moon