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Manchester manchester manchester
I love it, i love these girls:
This language:
This place:
Combined with sunshine, guinness, crosswords and general everyday hilarity, i am having the best time ever ever.
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i still fall asleep all the time. Which is is the process of being sorted. For the second time.
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| I just realised |
[04 Nov 2008|12:26am] |
i have everything i ever whined about not having in my livejournal.
And i can't understand why i ever felt bad about falling out with Katie Cuthbert?! Hahahaha.
And Belle and Sebastian own my soul. Here's to another 2 years :)
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[06 Dec 2006|05:36pm] |
SLEEP SLEEP SLEEP SLEEP
This will be sorted. I can't spend this much of my live asleep, i keep missing things.
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[25 Nov 2006|09:19pm] |
Will someone give me lots of money so i can buy every single sparklehorse record ever made.
I can't handle not owning them. The lack of sparklehorse in my life makes me die a bit inside.
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[22 Nov 2006|10:08pm] |
A nice boy complained about my lack of posts.
Thus...
Today i went to london, it was the lushest day ever. Tomorrow i have school until 6. Guh.
Haha, i can't write anything else!
p.s, Jaime, arrange me a show, i need to see mr parkes because i haven't seen him in about a decade. Yesss.
xx
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| AHHHH |
[08 Nov 2006|07:58pm] |
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Isn't being alive good?
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| Godz |
[27 Oct 2006|06:16pm] |
I've had the BEST half term ever. This is why:
1. my sister is good at taking me out and getting me crunked.
2. lily allen is a good singer live.
3. pints for a pound are better than you think.
4. boy can sometimes be delicious.
5. GRiohbef3din3wd0n2doiwnxonwodnwnx just good.
6. i started work. it was good.
AHHH, i never want to go back to school.
xxx
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[19 Oct 2006|05:03pm] |
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Life is fucking immense. Newcastle tomorrow, start work soon, everyone is lovely, people are miserable(GOOD FUCKING GOOD!!!. I love german, it is the best lesson in the universe. However, music is rubbish and Hudders is a fucking wanker. But whatever, wweeeeeeeee, life is great....!!!
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[17 Oct 2006|05:10pm] |
DO NOT WINK AT ME YOU SLIMEY BASTARD I DO NOT WANT TO BE REMINDED OF JUST HOW SLIMEY YOU ARE.
However, YOU can come stand next to me and look out of the window.
Yuuuuu-huuummmmmmmm.
Dreamy.
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[16 Oct 2006|05:55pm] |
Orchestra is shit. Hudders got so angry he flung the music stand aside and the score(which was in book form) smacked a girl in the forehead. I've never held back that amount of laughter in my life.
I love cigarettes and starburst and sunshine and good people. 4 days until newcastle, BETTER THAN LIFE.
xxxxxxxahh.
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[15 Oct 2006|06:10pm] |
Last weekend i saw how the school kids do it. This friday i saw how katie's birthday did it. Next saturday my sister shows me, again, how she does it and the weekend after halloween shows me how it does it.
I love tesco's effevescent bile-flavoured hangover cure. It's rapidly becoming my life.
*note to self* Stop being silly.
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[10 Oct 2006|08:35pm] |
You don't know how pleased i am. But at the same time fucking worried about different issues. Why can't things ever be good or bad, they're always always good AND bad. Gah.
Harleh, where are you woman?
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[08 Oct 2006|06:12pm] |
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Oh god, i feel SO bad. I just want to sleep and not wake up.
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| I don't love anyone, you're not listening |
[04 Oct 2006|10:39pm] |
I'm sick of feeling miserable all the time. I constantly have a sinking feeling in my stomach and it's making me really tired and low. I can't help it, i constant have this false, happy front up just to please everyone at school and i tried letting it down, having a day off, and everyone just told me to stop being a miserable cunt and that "all this" (whatever the fuck "all this" is) is "so self distructive". I love school, my lessons are so good, all of my teachers are really nice but i'm beginning to dread break time and lunch time just because i feel so rubbish.
I just want something to do.
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[04 Oct 2006|04:47pm] |
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I don't want to be miserable any more but i can't help it.
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[01 Oct 2006|07:07pm] |
I really really really am rubbish at everything life related.
I send stupid text messages when things are going well. Fuckssake.
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[28 Sep 2006|06:55pm] |
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| She sure couldn't paint |
[27 Sep 2006|03:32pm] |
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Painting and Kissing- Hefner |
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but she could kiss, oh yes.
Gahgahgahgahgahgahgahgahgah17days.
Life is shit. I hate coming home from school early and having bugger all to do. See as i've boycotted his house i'm stuck for ideas and i spend the afternoons sitting on the floor in town trying desperately to make people talk to me. It makes me want to be sick. I just want to spit in peoples' eyes.
YOU LOVE TO BE IN LOVE BUT YOU NEVER REALLY LOVE. I do love SHRD for giving me the gift of hefner.
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[24 Sep 2006|07:36pm] |
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Blah, I'm bored of having noone to kiss. I'm rubbish at life.
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