I’m just pissed off because the coverage of that story made me want to kill. By the way the other film was one of the best I have ever seen
How are kisses drunkenness confusion and cafes?
Yes. Mad and passionate. He is getting married to his tiger girlfriend and I’m becoming a sad and pathetic witch. At least I have seen his penis
Patience is the key-let him think of you
You’re in Paris and wont get this thank god. I want to make weird noises
Shit pressed send by accident
What I meant to say was that kind of over excited noise but I feel I can only do it in your company. I sound like a pervert
When are you back?
Cut left up rue do vielle du temple
Troubadour
You have got the shits?
What are you talking about?
I feel embarrassed that I got excited about reggae in angel
I have a desperate need to fall in love
Why are you in Paris you fuck? The whole of earls court misses you.
Do I look like a slut?
Listen
This is not free form poetry or monologue. It's a collection of messages I have received over the last seven years. They are anonymous and abstracted - just a collection of words in time. They remind me of growing and change.
Friday, 17 September 2010
archive +5.9
I had a dream about you last night. Licks and kisses
Actually I did
So pretty much doing exactly the same thing as you. Don’t suppose you feel like having a really nice dinner, watching some movies and telling each other not to worry and that life is great?
East is good. Is that a yes?
Make your way to Bethnal green and call me when you’re here
I never knew you drove
Are you sure you’re ok?
I’m hitting the hay. Thinking about you rocking in your rocking car. I’m kind of jealous, I love driving at night, but only people who don’t drive say that
How was last night?
Not funny, I can’t make jokes
Moral of the story. Give a shit about your kid don’t leave it with a badly trained dog otherwise you get a load of ignorants blaming the wrong thing
Actually I did
So pretty much doing exactly the same thing as you. Don’t suppose you feel like having a really nice dinner, watching some movies and telling each other not to worry and that life is great?
East is good. Is that a yes?
Make your way to Bethnal green and call me when you’re here
I never knew you drove
Are you sure you’re ok?
I’m hitting the hay. Thinking about you rocking in your rocking car. I’m kind of jealous, I love driving at night, but only people who don’t drive say that
How was last night?
Not funny, I can’t make jokes
Moral of the story. Give a shit about your kid don’t leave it with a badly trained dog otherwise you get a load of ignorants blaming the wrong thing
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