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| Me 'n' Mrs Kingswell |
Sharing the love with the delectable Ms. Hall, as she was, back in the day. My lovely friend Cassie of Wreck This Journal antics found this in her archives and decided to share. We must be about twenty-one there. Down in the dungeons at Fez club in Reading, our Monday rock night ritual. Young, sassy, and covered in glittery eyeshadow. \m/
We'd Let the Bodies Hit the Floor, bleeding Salt Sweat Sugar with a Fat Lip, Intergalactic, Just Like Buddy Holly. I was My Own Worst Enemy and she was a Basket Case, The Girl All The Bad Guys Want. Miss You x
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