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".. for 8 months, no more than that, a year, I sat in a cafe, drank coffee and wrote nonsense in a journal; then suddenly it was not nonsense .."
(Sabrina, 1995)

I'm Mae. I'm 23.
Home is the north west of England.

This started in Paris.
I don't know where it will end :)

Mar 19
Liz: And I spose you just expect me to go weak at the knees and fall into your arms and cry hysterically and say we’ll just figure this whole thing out, a bi-continental relationship with our daughters living here and there and you and I just picking up where we left off and growing old together and… and, come on nick, what do you expect, to live happily ever after? Nick: Yes, to all of the above, except you don’t have to cry hysterically Liz: Oh yes I do…      —The Parent Trap Genuinely gutted. :(

Liz: And I spose you just expect me to go weak at the knees and fall into your arms and cry hysterically and say we’ll just figure this whole thing out, a bi-continental relationship with our daughters living here and there and you and I just picking up where we left off and growing old together and… and, come on nick, what do you expect, to live happily ever after?

Nick: Yes, to all of the above, except you don’t have to cry hysterically

Liz: Oh yes I do…

     —The Parent Trap

Genuinely gutted. :(
Posted at 6:39am

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