February 2011
89 posts
Lucy’s drunk, I’ve had so much Valium that I don’t care about anything.
We’re going to have so much fun.
6:00am
I’m off to Chicago shortly, then on to New Orleans for two weeks.
So excited, it’s going to be bead central up in herrrre.
I shall leave you with my current musing, are younger boys the way to go? If Lucy’s beau’s anything to go by, yes.
Bizzle.
That awkward moment when your taxi driver doesn't have music on and you're pretty sure he's a rapist.
I am going to start trying to see the best in people, I really am, but getting any bus in Manchester makes it so difficult.
I’m in such a soppy mood tonight.
It’s sort of making me sad.
“What you need, what you deserve, is a guy who adores you for what you are. Who doesn’t see you as a project, but a prize. you know?”
— Sarah Dessen (The Truth about Forever)
I was in such a good mood today and slowly but surely, the people of Manchester have whittled it out of me.
A massive ‘fuck you’ to you all.
So this is how the story went, I met someone by accident that blew me away, that blew me away.
