My Dad keeps calling ‘incense’ ‘incest’ by mistake, me and my brother both had incense sticks burning last night and he shouted (no lie) up the staircase;
‘Be careful with the incest!’
A worrying moment for me and my brother. Seriously. What Dad?
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MSN? Ask iz...I am unemployed and bored.
goldfish, lava lamps, religious stuff, biblical studies alumni, hoarder, NOTHING , jewellery, left-handed, BPD, early twenties, BOOKS, shipping forcast, sunflowers, music, unimpressed with my wrongly wired brain, prozac, pitta breads, feeling slightly wanted, Radio 4/6/World Service, shoes, nose rings, ridiculous (i.e amazing) lipstick, cuts, scratches and clumsiness, the 1960s/70s, pepsi, sleep, never sleep, no dreams, incense sticks, planetary symbols, nature/wildlife, nandos, abandoned london underground stations, HAPPY.
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