Girl in London

i’d have sleepovers with my girlfriends and we’d build dream forts and we’d eat popcorn. we’d brush and braid our hair, read poems, giggle and cuddle. we’d drink wine and we’d look at the moon. 

we’d go swimming in lakes and we’d take photos of us sitting on the landing stage. we’d go early to parties and we’d listen to bon iver. we’d write poems, love ponies and horses, nature and flowers.

i’d have a dog and would ride my bike everywhere. i’d go to bed early. i’d love tea and coffee with whipped cream.

i’d brush my hair in the morning and before i go to bed. i’d collect polaroids, old jewellery and concert and cinema tickes i’ve went to. i’d have photos on my wall and flowers in my hair.

i’d sleep enough. i’d dress up for christmas. i’d have a diary for my dreams and i’d like sad, romantic films.

i’d cry a lot.i would never swear. i’d feel guilty when i lie. i’d wear floral dresses and i’d like ribbons. i’d have really good, lovely girlfriends. i’d mostly eat healthily and would have breakfast in the garden or on the patio when it’s summer. i’d watch daily soaps.

i’d bake cookies and cakes and would sew my dresses, decorate my room and would do handicrafts.

 
i’d spend a lot of time with my little cousins. i’d get up early in the morning, always, because i wouldn’t like to miss the day.

i’d kiss my boyfriend in the rain.

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