thankful for the dearest of friends...
Still fairly inebriated, dizzy and happy - a lovely evening with lovely people, relaxing to just let go and be the silly drunk girl.
now at home, in pj pants, slow dancing with the mister to our songs, in bed humming along to whipping boy, wishing he'd just come over and kiss me breathless.
not minding getting a bit older...
not minding much at
now at home, in pj pants, slow dancing with the mister to our songs, in bed humming along to whipping boy, wishing he'd just come over and kiss me breathless.
not minding getting a bit older...
not minding much at
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