So, now my ticket home is booked. I'm coming home. I'll be landing on the 28th of June and will go directly to my beloved Caspers birthday party. I bought him the best gift ever, I'm the best aunt ever. My man is working and some nights it seems that he's never coming home, while some just passes. Today it's a mix, it's passing, but he's not coming. I'm smoking a lot. I have to stop doing that. It's for no use. I think I'm just bored. I'll get a coffeemachine instead. One drug to another. Oh well. (maybe I should bring one from Sweden?)I just went through my folder for my see-you-later party before I was moving. I fucking miss my friends!
Can we have nights like this soon? In swedish.
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