måndag 4 juli 2011

You speak of love, but I've never heard of her

D E A D after P&L. Still hate that bloody festival but Dylan was worth it. Was in the very front for the Strokes and got all sentimental at Patrick Wolf. Got me thinking that I want a cute apartment, a nice man in my life who I can make pancakes for in the morning and a fat black cat called Ray Charles. Still to come I guess!

Longing immensely for Sunday when my darling darling Tommy (Fashiontommy) will visit from Gothenburg and live with me for a few days. Until then I'm gonna regain my voice, start wearing a bra and get money somehow. x

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