There's a running event next month. I might be joining the 5K category. Oi. I will probably die. Yeah, I think I am doing this because of a boy. My friends would laugh. No one must know thissssssssss.
Little nips of cold air bite at my fingertips as I slowly walk my way through the neighborhood. It's past nine in the evening and the outside feels unnaturally cold
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