This is my first entry on english, not just on this blog, but the first one ever.
I'm a Ginger, and I admit that I don't have a soul.
On the national camp, I met my first ginger friend, I was sweet, he made me face up the fact that we don't have any souls?
Well, we have a bit soul when we during the things we like.
for example when I take photos, I use my soul.
Gingers can be tough and cold, but at the same time they are sweet?
I don't think my friends should use 'ginger' as a bad thing,
On the national camp, I met my first ginger friend, I was sweet, he made me face up the fact that we don't have any souls?
Well, we have a bit soul when we during the things we like.
for example when I take photos, I use my soul.
Gingers can be tough and cold, but at the same time they are sweet?
I don't think my friends should use 'ginger' as a bad thing,
some have red hair, some have blond? Deal with it.
I will stop myself to say 'omg you're so blond!' I mean it.
I will stop myself to say 'omg you're so blond!' I mean it.
I actually will stop saying that!
or ... at least try! (;
or ... at least try! (;
Sorry, my English suck!
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