Because I'm going to see him in Bournemouth on the 12th aaaaaaaaand he's ridiculously cute.
Monday, 24 January 2011
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- BECKY LOWERS
- JUST A YOUNG CITY GIRL WITH THOUSANDS OF UNCONNECTED AND IRRELEVANT THOUGHTS CHASING THEMSELVES AROUND MY HEAD...
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