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[realdoll]

I burn for a place of my own, a forever place. It's a strange and insistant longing which translates itself into endless browsing of interiors magazines and, most recently, the urge to buy a vintage caravan. The fact I cannot drive doesn't seem to matter. He does, but do I really need another reason to be dependent on the man I love? No

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[beeswing]

I miss your writing, dear realdoll, and I hope it's because your life is distracting in the best possible way. xx