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Hello.
My name is Candice and I like Making the perfect cup of tea, when I'm home alone and I can dance on the furniture, when I laugh so hard I cry, guitar solos that make me stop whatever I'm doing and listen, blowing out candles, when shy people open up to you, ripping jeans, overhearing phone calls on buses, spending a whole day reading a book, having to buy every Beatles shirt I see, chicken curry, views that take my breath away, clean sheets, being alone in the cinema, knowing all the words to a song, finding money in pockets, Mumford and Sons, when silly people say profound things, when sensible people act insane, hugs that last an awkward length of time, drawing on my hands, Bob Dylan, stars, free-wheeling going downhill on a bicycle, photos of ancestors, climbing trees, when smells act as time machines, refusing to get out of the car when a brilliant song is on the radio, when my horse rolls in the grass, my incapability of keeping painted nails neat, that my mum won't leave a shop without buying me chocolate, books that make me cry, doing an otter impression, quoting Father Ted with my brothers, that my little cousin has my eyes, hats, feeling motivated, feeling lazy, getting bizarre compliments, walking alongside rivers, getting things in the post, being hopeless at palm reading, losing all dignity when removing skinny jeans, making lists.
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