Worst nightmare at current address. Woke up after 3 whole hours of sleep at planet sweat box (late back from MIF). Thought the pigeons sounded loud today. Got up. Theyd managed tp get through the bird netting again and were hanging out In my living room kitchen as l sleep with balcony door open.
Run to shut other doors. Put dressing gown on. My poor neighbours. Open big windows wide. Only one has sense tp go through window. Spent forever trying tp get other one out of the opening in balcony netting I use to water plants. Its not possible to kill one with a bamboo cane. Fact. I need fucking counseling.
Currently on the train to London for Somerset House and the yuppies opposite me have just tucked into a tray of sushi each, they're also using their fingers and started using their iPhone's before washing their hands aargghh. There is the hint of the.aroma of a fish market now.
They also have annoying raspberry jellies.
"Read my posts and see why we`re not allowed nice things anymore" "Brought to you straight from the People`s Republic of There`s Something Wrong With You . The Hoi Polloi Capital of the World"
To the woman who was in the train toilet before me and had what seemed like eaten sprout concentrate extract for a week, there's a special place in hell for you, grrr
"Read my posts and see why we`re not allowed nice things anymore" "Brought to you straight from the People`s Republic of There`s Something Wrong With You . The Hoi Polloi Capital of the World"
Just walked the longest high street in Britain twice as my dad left his walking stick in Poole museum. He doesnt want to go to the beach now. He sent me to a sweet shop to find named rock with 'Marlene' stamped through it. I accidently left my 2k camera in his car, it wont be there upon my return.
'' Sometimes I think I've felt everything I'm ever going to feel and from here on out I'm not going to feel anything new, just lesser versions of what I've already felt ''
'' Sometimes I think I've felt everything I'm ever going to feel and from here on out I'm not going to feel anything new, just lesser versions of what I've already felt ''
'' Sometimes I think I've felt everything I'm ever going to feel and from here on out I'm not going to feel anything new, just lesser versions of what I've already felt ''