My fingertips are so cold because me and my sister Jasmin and my housemate Sale are burning logs out in the garden and listening to daft punk on high volume...drinking beer and forgetting our worries for as long as we possibly can.
One more time.
I think I need to stop getting involved with these guys who are so confused with themselves it is literally impossible for them to be straight with me. They only seem to set out to mess with girls' heads but I also think they are the people who will be partly responsible for when I do meet someone that I will love for the rest of my life.
Right now, I'm going to drink a budweiser and think about how I feel at peace with the world even for a moment, even for a night. Tomorrow always has deadlines.
Zara
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