Wednesday, 21 September 2011

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The housemate who will:-
cook amazing food for you,
influence your food cravings,
drive you all the way to McDonalds 30 minutes away for a 99 flake at 2am in the middle of winter,
catch all the spiders in the flat and still have enough compassion not to bash it to death,
share bimbo moments with you,
stay up all night stressing over work with you,
make you hooked on shows like Dexter, Desperate Housewives,
Eastenders.

The housemate who will be there 24/7, through good times and bad,
make you laugh, cheer you up
take you in her arms when you're sad
 and let you subconsciously drip tears and snot onto her in the process
then tell you to get a hold of yourself and
 give you sound advice that you will actually follow-- advice that the logical self tells you over and over yet the mind refuses to believe.

The housemate, my sister at heart.







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