i'm fed up of writing this essay. on the up though, blackheath fireworks were a treat and the mulled wine after at the royal albert was just what i wanted.
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ReplyDeletefuck i want a beatrix potter tattoo
i know me too!
ReplyDeletei also want to steal that child dressed up as max he's sooo cute.
so thats where the wild things were, on the train to longwood.
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