I wanted the hypnobirthing, water-pooling, meditating labour of dreams. But obviously, this is me and so everything was about to go tits up.

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he’d stood on a bar screaming the lyrics to sugar we’re goin’ down into a microphone, before throwing up all over the floor and disappearing. meanwhile i was tilting my head back while the bartender poured a bottle of shots down my throat, and excitedly telling my friends that danny had hinted at wanting to propose to me soon. everyone squealed. i was SO grown up.

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