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17th June, Sunday
I am bored.
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Can you feel me? BORED! There’s absolutely nothing to do here. The heat is too much. I can’t even wear a bikini to get tanned. There’s no swimming pool around and the lake has turned into a desert. I eat ice cream all day, watch Hindi movies (okay I am not complaining, I can watch Hrithik Roshan all day and night) and I’ve already finished the books I had brought with me. I even watched my mom paint and then watched that paint dry.
I am tired of writing and need you here to cuddle with me and talk to me about your day. Did Evey barf on you? Pee in your arms? I want to know about that too. Just don’t tell me you kissed Ariana with a tongue like last time. I don’t know why I feel weird around you when you’re with her. Heck, I am your bes
