I'm Zairah. I'm 20. I'm British.
I Want To Dance In Florentine Rain.
I'm Trying. But I'm All I'll Ever Be.
I'm Sorry.

B:

Tapped family.

S:

Like you're not. Wearin' all the colours of the rainbow because you think you're thin. Tapped mate!

B:

Your point?

S:

lol Rainbow - gay pride. Point made?

T:

Balaal would be a well funny gay.

Z:

What has being gay got to do with thinking you're skinny?

T:

Idk, Sumerah seems to know more about it than any of us...

S:

Oh Zee stop, don't decypher!

Z:

I was simply trying to understand your thought process.

S:

Zee don't tryyyy. My head's random. Like Windows Media Player when it's set on random. That picture thing, I mean. But I have like a million untyped thoughts between that. That's what you fail to realise.

T:

Sumerah = has a man. Gay = thin. Sumerah =/= thin :-O

Z:

See, I don't even understand Tayyab's interpretation of Bhaji Sam's thought process.

T:

I'm saying Bhaji Sam is straight and not thin, so therefore thin people must be gay.

Z:

Oh. That makes sense.

T:

I'm working with what I can here and when it comes to a mind like hers, it ain't much!

S:

Dumbo. That's pathetic. Because I wanna be thin one day. But not gay. So haaaaaaaaaaaaa!