I'm on holiday in Italy. A tiny villa in Tuscany, just big enough for me and my gorgeous and athletic lover to lie around in bed all day. All the windows are open and the sunshine is streaming through, along with the lemony scent of the surrounding trees and, what the hell, the smell of fresh bread wafting from the little bakery down the hill.
Or, I'm sitting in my living room writing an LJ entry with a runny nose.
For a whole five seconds I was like 'WTF! She's on holiday in Italy? That evol cow!'
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Or, I'm sitting in my living room writing an LJ entry with a runny nose.
For a whole five seconds I was like 'WTF! She's on holiday in Italy? That evol cow!'