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The other day we strung up fairy lights for New Year's, popped prosecco because we're too cheap for champagne, kissed under confetti with glitter on our lips. It's been grey since then, the after party is never as good as the real thing.
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Jan 2, 2018
Jan 2, 2018 at 4:52 PM UTC
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The other day we strung up fairy lights for New Year's, popped prosecco because we're too cheap for champagne, kissed under confetti with glitter on our lips. It's been grey since then, the after party is never as good as the real thing.
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Jan 2, 2018
Jan 2, 2018 at 4:52 PM UTC
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