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: Why do I keep coming back to you
Saturday, 29 August 2009 AT 6:03 pm
Also, mum's coming back from Hong Kong today!
YES, no moar dishwashing duties presents! :D:D I am deliriously excited over the prospect of receiving my guilt presents.