Twenty one year old English Literature student, living in London, with a penchant for tiaras, novels, macaroons, feminism, knitwear, movies, cheese and sparkly shoes.
You kissed her. In front of me. She wore that jumper I love so much. So, I did the only reasonable thing I could ever do: got so drunk I couldn’t see and cried to my mother.
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