No, the title doesn't make any sense. Why? Because I
fookin' went out to go for a fookin' walk with a fookin' 15-year old
friend to spend some fookin' time in the fookin' nature.
And I'm fookin' 18!!
So why do I need to tell you where I go and when I come back?
I have no idea!
It's a walk, I don't even look at my phone to see what time it is.
Ugh.
Well,
anyway. So I went outside with Dilara again because she was worried
about me and kept asking me if I wanted to do something with her. So in
the end, I said yes. And it felt good to leave the house (apart from
getting yelled at for it). And of course, I took some photos as well.
Because I had a photoshooting the day after. And I needed to practise.
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