In this week's diary pages I profess my love for cardigans, well-dressed people in tube stations, and pens. My favourite pen ran out (a Pilot V-Sign pen) this week, which was a sad moment. I'll have to acquire a new one. The fluidity and line thickness is unmatched. Ah... pens.
Listening to: Tilt - Mรณwiฤ Ci, ลผe...
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