Friday, 16 July 2010

Hello sunshine

oh, that's lovely and you're all mad

you smell like the ocean in winter

wish you were here

morning. strawberry sky dusted with white powder sugar sun. and nobody to munch on it with

come on. be extraordinary

the girl gave off an aura of distinct dottiness. perhaps it was the fact she had stuck her wand behind her left ear for safekeeping, or that she had chosen to wear her necklace of butterbeer caps, or that she was reading a magazine upside down

my bubbles

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