12-year-old Immy: "Would you ever ask a guy out?"
12-year-old me: "What? No WAY. No, I'd be so embarrassed - how do people do that? I could never do that!"
12-year-old Immy: "Yeah, me neither. Can I use your strawberry gel pen?"
Hmm. Well.
So much for that.
About Me
- Annie
- In 1909 Muriel Matters flew over the Houses of Parliament throwing down carrots and Votes For Women propaganda leaflets. My life isn't nearly as exciting. I read and write poems, drink tea, form silly crushes on dead writers (Ovid, Pasternak), wander the streets of London and am currently ploughing through my last year of school. Next year I'll hopefully be at uni - somewhere, somehow - studying Classics.
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