Ok so today I decided to go out for lunch, and I walked past this little natural cosmetics place on the way to the car and thought I would go in because I need more cream stuff. The girl there was so cute and she was helping me choose something to suit my skin, and when she was rubbing it into my wrist she did “the look” and rubbed my hand for far too long (I’m sure you lesbians understand the look) and I got so nervous that I coughed up green pneumonia flem straight onto her shirt. Smooth.
Hi, I'm Holly. A self proclaimed renaissance woman. There are many things I like, and probably more things that I don't - and you will find them all here. I like to think of this space as my brain's attic that desperatley needs a spring clean, so you may encounter many twists and turns, changes in direction, old loves, new hates, tidbits, profound musings, less profound musings - wherever my mind takes you, I hope you enjoy the journey.
"A dreamer is one who can only find his way by moonlight, and his punishment is that he sees the dawn before the rest of the world." - Oscar Wilde.
That all sounded really pretentious didn't it?
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"A dreamer is one who can only find his way by moonlight, and his punishment is that he sees the dawn before the rest of the world." - Oscar Wilde.
That all sounded really pretentious didn't it?
