WHY IS SHIT NOT A MOOD...

Left the house and felt pretty good about myself. Got a load of shit on the bus off some little scally CUNTS! Got shit on the train off some fat old bitch cos of my music...."if I wanted music i'd bring my own" to which I replied..."well next time be a bit nicer about it and actually ask me and I might turn it down". Got into Leeds, met Alex, hung about in cafe Nero for 3 hours then went to find a guitar for him. Went to The Angel, which is a bizarre little pub. Went home was fine, day had been cheered up. Cue massive argument with Kris culminating in him calling me a "Slut who will die lonely and sad." Good night! Happy fucking new year.
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Yeesh, thought my new year sucked... Hope 2009's getting a little better?
Bah. That was really a mean thing to say. If/when you ever feel like you're going to die soon and if you're sad and lonely, let me know. I'll stop by so we can prove him wrong. :D

And the crunchy kind are good, but I've always been a fan of the puffy ones. Especially the ones that were shaped like X's and O's and changed the color of your tongue. Products that are aimed at 6-year-olds usually get me, too.
boo, fuck what boys have to say! and fuck little scally cunts and fat old bitches too! i hope your new years eve night is better.
: )