Drinking a cup of iced coffee at night gives me so much pleasure although it means that I take the risk of a swollen throat. For two days I cried myself out, so now got no more tears. And I think that's enough. I started my summer not so merrily as I supposed... I just don't know what friendship means.
My rambling emotion has come to the limit. I'll go no further.
I've got my own life. C'mon!