Off I venture into the night…

I leave for Madrid tomorrow morning and due to having an embarrassingly small amount of money, I am going to be walking through my surburb and down a dark lonely hill at 1am. If I don’t get abducted by aliens or raped by giant mammoths, I hope to live to not only tell the tale of my intrepid lonely journey but also to put pictures up to show how fabulous my weekend away was. Now, off I scuttle, into the cracks of the darkness. See you all in a brighter happier place!

Haha.
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Haha.

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Wouldn’t it be amazing to wake up there every morning, so connected to the countryside and being able to not only see the weather change, but wake up feeling a part of it?
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Wouldn’t it be amazing to wake up there every morning, so connected to the countryside and being able to not only see the weather change, but wake up feeling a part of it?

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Another day, another picture of something blue…
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Another day, another picture of something blue…

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Just a moment to celebrate the wonder that is cacique rum, best drunk at a dodgy houseparty in Madrid or in a bar hoping that it isn’t fake! God I want a drink… :-)

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Another hot Enrique Murciano picture, wow I wish I had him and that fab motorbike with me now!

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I love you without knowing how, or when, or from where. I love you simply, without problems or pride: I love you in this way because I do not know any other way of loving but this, in which there is no I or you, so intimate that your hand upon my chest is my hand, so intimate that when I fall asleep your eyes close.
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