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Mr Ritchie Oliver doing some recording…. and looking a little bemused at the guitar he’s playing so brilliantly ;)
Let’s walk in the earliest summer morning <3
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Fuck:
*The presence of parents
and
*The lack of a double bed.
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I want to walk in and have that old-movie moment, where you know that the woman who has just slunk into the room, unannounced and undemanding, has all the power, as well as every eye on her. As much as they don’t want to admit it.
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We keep saying ‘when we’re less busy, I swear’
What if we never get each other back?
We’ve covered too much ground
We’re too much connected
Too many of my laughs spiral into and tug at yours
at the other end
I love you, and I miss you.
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This is kinda mesmorising…
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This time 18 years ago, my mother underwent cesarean section after a brutal 30 hours of labour. I was handed to my father who had had no sleep for 48 hours due to nightmares that his wife and first, unborn child would die. I stared at him and stopped crying. I was born late, with a full head of hair and dark blue eyes. The nurse who took me for my checkup was new, and on her first 12 hour shift; she was so stressed that she miscounted my fingers and toes twice, first thinking I had 7, then thinking I had 9. Turns out I had 10. The doctors didn’t know what position I would have been born in - my mother, however, thought I was a stargazer, like her.
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If you can dance with them, stay with them.
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COOKIES.
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Just everyone and everything right now -.-
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