New developments, while I have time ( Read more... )

..Feeling.. Dishevelled
..Wanting.. To get twisted
..Wearing.. Black pinstripe pants, wooly grey jumper, my funky pink & black Vans.
..Listening To.. Airbase - Genie
..Smelling.. Paul's disgusing ARSE
..Quote Me.. The day that I die is the day that I'll shut my mouth and put down my guitar.

WICKED! This has been the most ass-fucked week. I ( Read more... )

How long have I been here? Feels like forever. But it feels like not even ten seconds has passed since the first time I felt the bass pulsing, buzzing in my chest, filling me with that familiar sense of anticipation as the sound builds. It's hot, I'm sweating and my body is tingling all over.. water. There's a crowd gathering, faceless friends and ( Read more... )

I am so incredibly tired. Meaning totally body-tired. I just want to collapse into my bed and stay there for five or six days emerging only to eat and shit, and piss too clearly otherwise it'd get mighty rank in there. On Friday I actually managed to have a really quiet night in with Tamz. We cooked ourselves dinner and ate that, then I went ( Read more... )

Well well, what a beautiful day it is. I have a new journal. The old one was super-crappy, so I thought 'Hey, why don't I go down the street and buy myself one of those... uhh... you know... they have... pages... and you use a... pen? To write? Ah, fuck it, I'll just get a livejournal ( Read more... )