Thursday, 4 March 2010


Some time ago I bought my boyfriend a bottle of whisky. A whisky he could bring out from the drink cabinet at special occasions. A little sip after a long week of work or when we have friends over for dinner.
But no, this bottle has been poured into a whisky glass almost every night now, In front of the tv, the laptop, in bed with a book. This was not what I had in mind. I don't like whisky breaths.

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