Journal for the
day:
You're not going to talk to me today.
And that'll kill me. You'll be busy talking with your
friends. I should be totally okay with this. But I know, I'll
be sitting eagerly when we stop at your house, crossing my
fingers, hoping you sit next to me though you said you
wouldn't. I really hope you're lying. Oh, and have fun
camping. Haha. :)
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