The little things.

I have to share this. I think it’s great. AND SO WILL YOU!

I have bought myself a refillable lighter not long ago. Given my goth-happy-squeakylaugh-depressive schizophrenic persona, I chose this item …well, because… I took a liking.

would you have doubted my taste? Seriously?

Well. The story doesn’t end here, dearest reader. Noooooo.

Today, during work break I noticed the tiny little button right next to happy fire kitty.

I immediately leaped with joy (well…. you know… more like a …very slow and sloppy leap – but still…erm..*cough*….) and thought to myself: “Wow that must be one of those LED-powered super lighters with which you can find your black velvet knickers even in the darkest corners of the world’s forgotten couch paddings…”

And then…

I

pushed

it.

I summon thee! I. SUMMON. THEEEE!!!

Oh. my. GOD.

There you go. Shared now. And sharing is caring and caring is love and when everything boils down at last nothing remains but chains of memories. *links*

Oh. Don’t even let me start about Graz. *smiles*

Same place, same station – stay tuned.  Come back soon. Happy everytime you stop by (yes. I mean you. You exactly)

*purry hugs*

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