Han’s eggy quiz.
Lying in the park with my phone on silent and with no data.
Casting my vulva.
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Spicy peanut noodles and bubble tea with Rosie, Jana and Ming. Such a lovely afternoon with them.
Dad telling me that I should sack off the flying ban for happiness and love.
My artwork arriving.
Rosie sticking up for me against my troll.
Also, another lovely message from someone who has found my page helpful.
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