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This is a world of dreams and reverie, where I felt the stars explode around me. A grass blade flashed with a gleam as it slashed open a moonbeam, and I stared back breathlessly. As mountains of fruit tumbled out, I barely had the chance to shout; a lingonberry avalanche crashed over me.
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title: Big Brother is honestly shit.
Thursday, 18 June 2009 AT 10:20 pm


I'm in a happy mood right now, thank you cherries I love you so much. We've run out though; I desperately need to go to Aldi to grab what's left of their stock.

So I've been sitting around reading William Blake (Songs of Innocence and of Experience) which honestly isnt as naff as it sounds, eating cherries, and putting off uploading promised stuff onto Facebook.
I was going through B's archives just now for old times' sake, and it turns out I was mentioned a couple times. I'm well chuffed HAHAHAAA!

Also, I went to Havant town with Tommy & Hannah-rose during our free to shop and I bought a pair of heels from New Look. I love them, they're well gorgeous and originally cost £30 but were on sale so I got them for only 10 quid and it didn't even matter that I couldn't use my student discount. New gladiator wedges I love you I love youuuuu:
And also a pair of tights for one fucking quid, how much more value for money can you get, I've wanted tights like those ones since forever.
Okay, I think I'm going back tomorrow to bust my plastic some more.

As a side note, my plot bunnies have come back methinks. I should probably get round to writing stuff down asap because hey, who knows when they'll disappear again huh.