October 2011
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30 Day Challenge: Day 3
I live in London, more towards Southish-West London and I’ve lived here all my life. And I love it. I don’t think I’d want to live anywhere else. Whenever I go on holiday for a long time and come back, just being in Heathrow gives me this toasty, homely feeling. Even though I’ve lived here for so long, there are still places I’ve yet to discover. I love that idea,...
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30 Day Challenge: Day 2
How did I get my tumblr name?
I’ve changed it so many times. Right now it’s Darling Buds of May / My Darling Buds of May. I chose it because of the meaning, the birth of something new/spring buds? I like the ring to it. And of course, Sonnet 18, ‘Rough winds do shake the darling buds of may’.
And I guess if i opened a florist one day I’d call it My Darling Buds of...
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30 Day Challenge: Day One
So here goes, today I have to upload a photo of me and 10 facts. There’s already a photo of me, a teeny one.
Fact 1: I watch cartoons every single morning. I quite like Horrid Henry
Fact 2: I drink a coffee with no sugar in the morning and a chai latte in the afternoon.
Fact 3: I did ballet until I was 8. And the refused to go.
Fact 4: I sleep on my stomach.
Fact 5: I have a...
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Teresa's lingo is facking hilarious
‘Not un-ducated’ Oh Teresa!
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I had an epiphany
I know what I want to do now. It was on my list of things to do before I die, I always thought I’d do it much later in life but hey I’ll do it now. I hope I can hack it. I feel like a 8 year old in my mum’s high heels and clothes. xo
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I'm ill.
I’m ill and I’m in my PJs watching Bridezillas, sipping my Chai Latte and on Tumblr. I want to hide under a rock for like 6 months, but I want someone to do my essays and go to work for me and stuff. But yeah, I want to hide out for a bit. I’m not ready for real life.
xo
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Transient 1
I could see it coming.
A destined blow to the left of me.
A deep, burrowing pain. A concussion of aches.
Head too heavy, eyes too heavy.
Skin bruised black, blue and purple.
I lay still.
And I listen.
