Erratic and capricious. Is pleased by most blue things. Likes to dream of tweed, and black cats, and coffee, and out-of-print novels. Badly whistles Belle & Sebastian songs when nervous. Inept conversationalist. Somewhat adept writer.
20 6 / 2012
Mephistopheles is just beneath And he’s reaching up to grab me
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03 1 / 2011
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