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Wednesday, 29 September 2010
07:51:09 PM (GMT)
I like waking up with tangled hair and staying up on Friday nights. I like squashing up together on sofas and clear autumn evenings. I like drawing cats on my school work. I like listening to The Smiths when I’m on the bus into town and I like bike rides through sleepy forests. I like books about explorers and snow-topped mountains. I like looking up to see you looking at me. I like the unbalanced feeling of an aeroplane taking off. I like parties and I like rooftops. I like drinking tea when it’s cold and big winter jumpers. I like fireworks and reflections in windows. I like falling asleep to The Mighty Boosh and waiting all night to talk to you. I like wearing your hoodie. I like hot showers and writing messages in the steamed-up bathroom mirror. I like books that I can’t stop reading. I like cuddling my dog when I’m sick and the smell of vintage shops. I like tears of laughter that smudge mascara down my face. I like Sundays and I like uncertainty. I like growing up and I like staying the same. I like waking up in suffocating heat. I like jumping into swimming pools and I like kitchens. I like breakfast and cartoons in the mornings. I like guitars. I like photos from years ago. I like twirling strands of my hair around my fingers and I like biting my lip. I like gardens with lots of flowers and I like people who make no sense. I like staying in and watching films and I like take-away pizza. I like making cakes and heart-to-heart conversations. I like trips to the cinema with my dad. I like car journeys at night on dark country roads when the headlights turn tree branches white like bones. I like creaky floorboards and comforting voices. I like our conversations late at night when we’re surrounded by blankets and we can hardly keep our eyes open. I like early mornings with hazy sunlight and dew on the lawn. I like making up stories and making up nicknames. I like you and I like me but if you don’t like me then I don’t like me.


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