All of them other boys can walk away, they ain't even in the game

Attached to With your Love by Cher Lloyd.

I miss being in love. I know the song is a bit corny, I don't exactly like the lyrics, but the message of it just... I want something more serious. I just don't think of boys that way, they're mostly pieces of meat to me. It's not until they start thinking of me that way that I object.

I also miss snow. Första advent, the first out of four sundays counting down to christmas. That's when you want to be in a dark snowfall, lighting candles and baking gingerbread cookies. I want to go home!

Today looks like gym and schoolbooks.

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