beneath the milky twilight, kiss me

Those of you who know me, or have been following my blog for a while now, will know i have a book that hasn't left my side since i was 13. To put into perspective just how much my little paper friend means to me i'll tell you this, on all my travels my passport has been just kind of flung around and kept next to the burning hot straighteners or whatever, whilst my book was safely locked in the safe. It's starting to tatter now, and i'm now scared of taking it out with me incase it falls apart, which kind of defeats the point right? There's only about thirty pages left in it, but i just can't bring myself to leave it at home because i never know when i'll hear something i'll always want to remember, or i'll meet someone who i will want to write in my orange doodle chum. Anyway, most of the time, when i'm writing in my book, i'm off in my own little world and don't even remember writing whatever i wrote until i look back through it. So i was casually browsing through today, tea in hand, and i came across something i definitely don't remember writing. It was cute though, and i thought i'd share it with you all, enjoy.

"i want someone who likes the base of the cheesecake, as i like the top.

i want someone who will wait with me for the green man, even though there's no cars.

i want someone who will eat all of the raisin revels, and let me have all the chocolate ones.

i want someone with pockets big enough for us to still hold hands when it's cold.

i want someone who i can feel smiling as he kisses me.

i want someone who doesn't wash his hoodie for weeks because it smells like me.

i want someone who can finish off my sentences."

In one way, it's super lame and sounds unfinished, but i really can't remember writing it so that's kind of cool. When i read it i was like awwhh i do only eat the top of cheesecakes and then the bottom is just sitting there, alone, not being able to fulfill it's biscuity destiny. Same with revels there's always a few raisin buddies rolling around in the bag and i feel mean throwing them away, so 'years ago me' has a great concept, but i delivered it in a totally emo style!


Laaaaaaame post, but i thought i'd share, plus i have an ulterior motive. Last week, i got a pleasant little tweet from Catherine of lady liquor vintage, saying i'd won the giveaway she did. It made me feel really good, and cheered me up after being stuck in the rain and flapping around all day like a freakin' maniac, so i thought that i'd do one. I'll start picking up little goodies i find out and about and compile a little box of treaties for a lucky follower, which i'll give away once i reach 100 followers, or my room is practically bursting with stuff i've bought, one of the two.


And, i'm currently working on the christmas dress special, i've chosen topshop. It's a lot harder than ASOS, the dresses are really cheap and gorgeous but it's the accessories and shoes which whack up the price range, so i'm trying to get around that but it should be up soon.


Have a great wednesday.
P & L

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The Beautiful South - Gold by The beautiful south

sil vous plait?

Anyone who who knows me, knows i have a book which never leaves my side, that i've had since i was thirteen. although it's falling apart, covered in stains from all different continents over the years, losing it would feel like losing a limb. i use it for all kinds, from mindless rambles and noting quotes, to drawing things i love and letting others have a doodle. not just anyone can write in my orange chum though, because i believe handwriting is a personal stamp, and to write in my book would be making a permanent move into my life.

i go to London again next thursday, i'm quite excited about it, but not as much as previous. i have until five o'clock on sunday, that can only mean one thing, shoreditch! since the student loan company are being complete unorganised twats, my mother duck has kindly agreed to lend me some money for the trip, obviously she's sick of me moaning about my wardrobe. having zero dollar all week has meant uni and absolutely nothing else apart from internet browsing, leading to me mentally spending my temporary tender, and i used my little paper pal to document the list of things i want/need desperately to survive (dramatisation).

P & L