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Music atm: The Calling – Could It Be Any Harder
I feel like writing something here.
Something’s making me belive my person-to-person interaction capacities are frankly short. I don’t have stories about me to tell, so I make them up, and I’m not even good at that anymore.
I’ve been walking around with people 20 years older than me for the last two days and I just can’t start a conversation. Also, no people around my age in my local area are deserving of me (or maybe it’s quite the contrary).
The biggest joke about this is – I’ve never been interesting, but I just realized it now.
Music atm: Clã – Aqui Na Terra
Well, Setember’s here, the Summer slowly going away, which doesn’t mean is not torturing me its way out.
But you won’t be going too far, Summer, you can’t hold me down!
Top reason for this confusing post: Summer was spent torturing me with the most various troubles and it’s finally going away, and still taking me two nights of good sleep in a row. Why? Because Summer’s sadistic and loves to torture, but no, it can’t make me go down! It’s not just for
- Infecting my foot;
- Forcing me to spend 5 days locked up due to sickeness;
- Killing me a fish;
- Taking a key out of my keyboard (well, that was me, but I have to find something Supernatural to blame, because I can’t be blamed myself, I’m the poor little girl here!);
- Burning my back so hard my skin is still sheding off;
- Attacking me with a bunch of mosquitoes;
- And letting me with so many troat and ear aches I couldn’t even eat…
…That you can beat me! That’s not how I’m beat, you basterd! I’m still standing! But I’m already tired of these vacations, since Summer used its last and powerfullestweapon – boredom.
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They still have a lot of cans to collect, but that’s not the easy way.
