Monday 6 May 2013

archive +10.04

 Breakfast pina colada with the mother of the bride
 
How are you?  You're crazy

I'm laying down.  It's best down here
 
Well that’s vague and non committal
 
Are you sure you're not Catholic?

The pale and pasty face of apocolypse.

Sounds like you're suffering from some sort of synesthesthia.   
You change your mind

Nearly home for a film on a very small screen

Don't have a bath

Just bumped into her

I only do Sundays
  
You don’t need a boy.  You need a man

I love you anyway but since yore doing so much to help me out I love you even more

Only the ones who are off limit

The most tender lamb I've ever tasted

I was with him last night, he admitted he had a soft spot for you

It’s the truth.  I got so drunk

Great, text you again in four months