Where are you my dark lady?

I miss you.

Busy girl.

Our girl is busy.

Drunken text messages.

Are adored.

Saucy postcards.

Were sent to Lulu. I hope she likes them.

Love you, sweetness

You are so sweet.

I love the way you talk about your men with me.

Francesca

party

we're off to a party and feeling a little anxious and wobbly, lately we've been a bit out of step with the passage of time, it's as if we're looking back at our life, from the future

Where are we? What is this place?

I remember something.