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thestuffido: (via sweethomestyle)  Your eyes itch with tiredness. That cup of tea, on your desk, below the window next to your lamp, it soothes with each sip. You believe that its some kind of sleeping serum. Your heart, just skipped a beat. Your toe just clicked. You just blinked, and now you are wishing you could sleep through tomorrow. Life is good. You are on the brink of stress however, teetering before a steep fall into the termly stress of school. The days are getting warmer, your nights are getting longer, your smile is more consistent perhaps, you miss someone like you haven’t in a while. You do not want it back though, you just, miss it. You are a confusing girl to the male eye, just as are males to you. You enjoy reading sex facts on the itouch. and watching eyes light up, as you read them aloud. You like it when people talk to you, not at you. Not like your child-hood friend’s mum. You like writing this, speaking it in a pommy accent. You don’t want to grow up, or atleast, grow past this point in life. Sure you want some of the bits that come with age, but you don’t want the aging bit, or the new chapter that comes too. You would like a photographic memory, and to be the opposite of verbose. i do believe it is the ability to ’be blunt’, ‘straight to the point’. but no, you did inherit your mothers gene, on the social scene. ohhhhh and you can rhyme.

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 Your eyes itch with tiredness. That cup of tea, on your desk, below the window next to your lamp, it soothes with each sip. You believe that its some kind of sleeping serum. Your heart, just skipped a beat. Your toe just clicked. You just blinked, and now you are wishing you could sleep through tomorrow. Life is good. You are on the brink of stress however, teetering before a steep fall into the termly stress of school. The days are getting warmer, your nights are getting longer, your smile is more consistent perhaps, you miss someone like you haven’t in a while. You do not want it back though, you just, miss it. You are a confusing girl to the male eye, just as are males to you. You enjoy reading sex facts on the itouch. and watching eyes light up, as you read them aloud. You like it when people talk to you, not at you. Not like your child-hood friend’s mum. You like writing this, speaking it in a pommy accent. You don’t want to grow up, or atleast, grow past this point in life. Sure you want some of the bits that come with age, but you don’t want the aging bit, or the new chapter that comes too. You would like a photographic memory, and to be the opposite of verbose. i do believe it is the ability to ’be blunt’, ‘straight to the point’. but no, you did inherit your mothers gene, on the social scene. ohhhhh and you can rhyme.

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