Entry 6
I miss France.
I haven't seen him in awhile.
I wonder what he's up to...
Maybe he's making flower crowns like we used to when we were kids.
Maybe he's hanging out with Eyebrows.
Gross. They're probably smooching.
I want kisses too!
I mean...
Never mind!
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