Thursday, April 6

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Dear Diary:

How many times do I love thee, dear? 
Tell me how many thoughts there be 
In the atmosphere 
Of a new-fall'n year, 
Whose white and sable hours appear 
The latest flake of Eternity: 
So many times do I love thee, dear. 

How many times do I love again? 
Tell me how many beads there are 
In a silver chain 
Of evening rain, 
Unravell'd from the tumbling main, 
And threading the eye of a yellow star: 
So many times do I love again. 

That's a poem

I didn't write it, but I thought it was nice

I found it written on a piece of paper stuck on the bottom of my shoe

Romantic af

Now I can walk fine, but my back hurts a whole fucking lot

Norway was also being very suspicious. Yesterday I saw him whispering something to Finland and he dropped the plate he was washing and turned to look at me with disgust

Like, it's not like I killed someone (killedmyvirginity-)

I'm old enough to do whatever I w-

Just remembered Hong Kong is younger than me omfg

..........Well, at least we don't get pregnant that would be BAD

So there isn't much to say now...











-Iceland

The book is finished! Yay

Jk but like they already did the fuk now what?

... Threesome with Liechtenstein :D  (kms)

Also I'm gonna do something for 10k reads (we're close AHHHH)

Would you prefer Q&A or a special chapter? (2p, nyo, vacation, idk)

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