February 2012
179 posts
I smashed my side mirror on my car
then today my favourite ring broke. here we go with the seven years of bad luck. fucking mirrors.
drink.gig.smoke.drink.good.
Waking up like you never slept
because you spent all night a crying mess.
Getting very very drunk. Making a fool of myself. Having really intense conversations. Smoking way too many cigarettes. Thinking about vomiting. Listening to music instead. Going to bed at 3am. Waking up with the best kind of bruises.
last night was pretty fucking good.
Sitting in Ayla’s room with a glass of wine and a cigarette while everyone else watches When a City Falls. I’m not ready for that shit.
I feel ill.
drinking cider. smoking cigarettes and watching scream with Ayla till 3am. Good afternoon, good night. What more could I ask for.
and now
I just spilt cider all over myself. can’t take me anywhere.
AYLA
Just spilt the ash try all over me. fucking useless. can’t take her anywhere.
Just downloaded three Kasabian albums. I’ve never been so happy.
oh just by the way? I saw them live in Melbourne. ahhh ;D
happy happy cider ;)
cigarettes and good company it was a good afternoon :)
holy shit. I wish tomorrow would come already.
