Although I wasn't dreaming of France, I just love how 'let's go' sounds in French.
I dreamed of London when I was writing an 'Art' essay.
I dreamed of Warsaw when I was listening to Debussy in hopes of improving my study sessions.
I dreamed of Berlin when eating meaty dishes, but what I really miss is currywurst.
I just keep wandering.
Friends who are supportive of your travels are really hard to come by. I don't understand why some people still go on and on about my trip in such a negative way. Some people really like crossing lines.
I also can't understand people who have everything, but still want more.
Sometimes I wonder if the surrounding I'm in is any better than secondary school.
It's alright. Enough of bad people. I've had my fill of them that they should have no room in my mind and life anymore. Come to think of it, birds of a feather do flock together. ESPECIALLY for pricks...
Let's go.
There're so many places that I want to go too that I feel like I need more and more time and money.
It's late.
I'm going to have a little dream.
Yes. The Sze is back.
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