Dear coffee machine,
Thank you for leaking water and coffee all over my bookcase yesterday morning at 8am, before I’d even had a coffee or my bagel. I love you, please don’t do this again. Naughty.
Thank you for helping me clean up the mess.
Dear dates & peanut butter,
You’re a match made in heaven.
You’re hard on me sometimes, and I really don’t think that I can bend that way.
Thank you for texting me, ‘POLLOS’ yesterday as I left the job centre. It made me smile.
When you cover your eyes with your paw, it’s completely the cutest thing ever.
Thank you for reading and commenting. It really makes my day when I see your words.
Dear valentine’s day,
I’m too excited, please hurry up and get here!
You too, thanks.
Dear Peter Andre,
I have waited 15 years to see you live, and I cannot quite believe that the day has finally arrived.
Why did you re-design The Bell Jar’s cover? Why have you ruined what the book stands for, in an attempt to appeal to a wider market? Did your designers even read the book?