Love - my friends, Eurovision, cheese, chat up lines, laughing till a bit of wee comes out, fake tan, dancing so badly its quite cool, fancy dress, happy memories of holidays, Blists Hill, beer gardens in summer, real fires at winter, bum bags, family do's, cheeky behaviour, being small, Helen Rouse and her sweaty palms, all nighters, thinking back to happy days of ski season in Courchevel, electro house, having sturdy ankles to never have to worry bout them snapping on those frequent drunken falls, smiley people, my nana's accent, sunsets, airports, surprising people with my crudeness, Ibiza and everything about it, bright colours, pedaloes and being washed ashore with twisted bikini bottoms so your chuff's out, pyjama days, nerds, lunch with girls, not taking myself seriously, taking the piss, discussing soilage, singing Detroit top of my lungs when Stephanie and I return home at night, when ex-boyfriends downgrade, being rough at heart, idea of dirty sanchezing someone for the team, having my back tickled, feeling of face ache from smiling so much...
Happiest when.....abroad
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