Ugh, I'm sick of all these social gatherings. I have bad hangover from yesterday's party, where they spiked the punch. How fun.
Alfred said some bad things about Francis while drunk and I lashed out on him. He was being rude.
Sometimes I feel like the older one.
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Amara's Diary
DiversosDon't expect this to be filled with a giggling girl talking about crushes. Or rather, like Prussia's diary. Property of Amara F. Jones.
