My future house shall have a bubble-tea maker and a whole garden full of cactus. There would be lots of those dangly lights all around and a porch with wooden chairs and white cushions. Every night I shall sit there with my lover and dogs. I'll slowly tell him about all my weird thoughts and he shall accept me for who I am. Then he'll tell me his and I shall not judge though I am allowed to laugh due to my high tendency of laughing. And then I'll start having my crazy 3am cravings for roti prata and we shall hop onto the white jeep (i don't know the model but I know how it looks like in my mind) with those cool wheels and drive off to somewhere with roti prata. And then as usual, the windows will be down and I'll complain about the wind messing my hair. Then we'll start arguing over which song to play and by the time we settle on the song, we've already reached the roti prata place.
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