Promises, promises, the longest evenings, the oldest roses & long, long clover lawns.
I cannot remember ever enjoying late June this much.
Less than four hours of my forties left, oh fuck, pink champagne for everyone.
Monday, June 29, 2009
Deeply Pink
Promises, promises, the longest evenings, the oldest roses & long, long clover lawns.
I cannot remember ever enjoying late June this much.
Less than four hours of my forties left, oh fuck, pink champagne for everyone.
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Happy birthday!
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