fitrifarina.
I procrastinate. I take photographs. I draw. I dream big.

Diet COKE.

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Here are the long overdued pictures. Erika's phone got jammed halfway through the wedding. HAHA. School was definately looking up. In between trying to excel in chemistry, we got english oral results and the marks made me happy to the extent of smirking. So much for band 4. I fucking stink during mids and im trying to reform. So whats wrong for being in band four? Im so gonna make you eat all your words. No offences intended and im not gonna name names for the fear of being sued. My allowance is peanuts as it is already.

Im gonna go learn to love myself.
"You look like shitttt." The narcissism is acting already.
Mutton briyani is sinful. I can practically feel my arteries hardening.
Those stupid mutton. Im supposed to be off carbo.
Diet coke here i come.

I'm through with doubt6:25 AM