Kiss some pretty girls. I hook up a couple of times. It was all a bit weird, though, and I don’t have that much fun, which was strange because I normally love this shit. I’m annoyed about Tom, sure, but it’s not Parks my mind keeps wandering to—it’s Daisy. She hasn’t texted me—not at all. Didn’t even ask how my trip was. How didn’t she know I was in Prague? Does she not watch my stories? It’s weird, she’s been on my mind a lot, which Henry would read into, but I guess I just miss my friend. I was pretty happy when she told me to come over. Filled my day with a bunch of shit so I didn’t head
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