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dear bumblebees.
hello isk and danielle.
i came across this whole box of ex boyfriend’s stuff. i couldnt help but opened up, read the letters once again and i had a good cry. i’ve deleted everything (except photobucket! the sial thing makes you delete photos one by one then can delete album, that mfuckerrrr album sigh)
its a fresh slate today. fresh, clean, squeaky slate and im going to begin my life all over again.
danie, i was telling isk i want to go on with my evil plan and illya told me she wants to tag along. and then i feel possessive because i dont want to share the Bhutanese with anyone but you two now im having second doubts. sigh.
chewy tompang my parents just now. my dad asked her 3764736 questions about her exchange to india. i hope he change his mind soon.
today i sat beside dr f and drummed his fingers and he mutters to himself.
today i screwed up at my Gandhi presentation i feel so sick.
i had cheese naan at Dadi’s beside cheese prata shop.
i am awake till now, trying to find my fucking bank book. which is a futile attempt by the way.
is this blog open to everyone or just the 3 of us?
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