Monday 5 April 2010

archive +4.1

I though you had been hiding in London. Refusing to see me.

Where are you now in this world?

I just listened to your voicemail and am so depressed

It’s not cool to call yourself cool

I want to feel good about myself but just ate four cookies and that girl has a nicer body than me with longer hair and a tan and pedicure. I want someone to fancy me at my worst again

Suck it babes

Gosh what a long drive

Well once you’ve cleaned out your mouth and picked out the hairs, try calling

How is that party?

Is it free?

Is it upstairs?

I showed you love and all I got was a couple of smart comments and the piss taken. Thanks. Still, you were the one who broke the door during the speeches

Acquaintances perhaps