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The morning was a pain in the arse. I woke up dead early to send my father to the airport. Then i had a mini steak+orange juice+milk for breakfast. I was really pissy that time so i decided to order the expensive breakfast set just to waste my mothers money. Well actually i was pissed at her~ Anyways, ive been wanting this pretty fone so mother said 'bah krg tah meliat'. So when we got to the shop, she said its a fucking waste of money and it looks like CRAP. THE HELL. Then why did u get my hopes up ma?! But we were koo after that. OH, and i just realised that i should pay less attention to him and get on with my own life instead of toxifying myself reminiscing about his memories. The beach day on saturday should make up for this one, shitty, day.

Love, Far.
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