Wednesday, 12 January 2011

if your toothbrushes are touching, does that mean you've basically kissed?

that's cute. me and my housemate are pretty close.

hey, listen to this song:

it makes me think of summer, and the Edinburgh Festival, and being awake at seven in the morning having just come back to the flat on that last morning in the city in August, absolutely wasted, exhausted and so sad it was all over. I sat in front of a desk and wrote, watching the sun come up over the Edinburgh rooftops, with one of my favourite boys next to me playing this song off a laptop. I'm almost certain we cried. emotional alcoholics.

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