| I'm still at Clumsy Kisses and don't assume I'll move unless Zo does something drastic with her domain.
Himself and I had a lovely week away last week in a teeny tiny cottage near Wales. Back to the grindstone tomorrow, boo.
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| When routine bites hard,
And ambitions are low,
And resentments ride high,
But emotions won't grow,
And we're changing our ways, taking different roads.
Then love, love will tear us apart again.
Love, love will tear us apart again.
You cry out in your sleep,
All my failings exposed.
And there's a taste in my mouth,
As desperation takes hold.
Just that something so good just can't function no more.
But love, love will tear us apart again.
Love, love will tear us apart again.
Love, love will tear us apart again.
Love, love will tear us apart again
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