I am waiting for him to go out.
and he is waiting for me.
I should do sth now.
let's copy my diary.
no. uploaded the photo first.
done.
wanna see him now.
come back from Dublin pub.
i shouldn't have done that.
a lot of things i regretted and thought of what to say later on.
it's actually better.
i am leaving on thur. it's better that way.
so I won't cry.
i like him?
really?
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