Where were the days when everything seemed less complicated and when you don't wage a war with unhealthy emotions?
On a side note, I had a melodramatic weekend with daddy, the tears, the econs notes and the entire house to myself (unless mothermary granted perms to go out). Now, it's back to school and plenty of rest to catch up. And I so have a date with balawant singh tomorrow, goodnight babies.
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dear socks. email me your thoughts. :) whatever happen to our love letters?
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