The hooligans and hoydens we once were, now feeling somehow at home in the world. Blazing and whatnot.

9 Mar 2012

tflm

'my council estate neighbours apparently know all the words to i will survive, i have purple lipstick on, bus smells so strongly of bo i'm starting to think it's me'

'fancy you'

'he is at king's cross hotel. last night at ed's. broke in. come here let's dance please'

'dude are you awake? i'm in bondi eating frozen yoghurt why'

'i'm not going to work :/'

'oh good, i definitely text a stranger of valentines day asking whether it was worse to be normal single, or an unloved sex bag.'

'oh so the debauchery continues'

'i look a state towel on me head sorry we're late it's my fault'

'sorry for saying fuck every other word on the phone, see you soon'

'come i'm fun and cool'

'what's the deal with the bald man on ur shelf? he looks like he wants to fight me, am i in the right room?'

'yes yes but i'm tired and antisocial'

'random dude outside coles, asking for ten dollars. pikeys are raising their prices'

'literally crying at carrie and aiden breaking up at charlotte's wedding. why does big even exist? why didn't carrie get with aiden forever because he is right in every way big is shit? ugh WOMEN'

'makes sense, he looks like a coke head'

'eddy wants to go see a pyschic. he is wearing your cat ears and crawling on his bed purring...'

'sexy cuddle x x x'

'imax date'

'let's make soup this weekend. and watch lotr3. and cry.'

'it looks like snow. and no you couldn't have. it would have gone five shades of yellow and fallen out.'

'fabricator of the truth? distorter of reality?'

'i prefer bender of the truth, destroyer of boxes'

'WHY'


(sent & received)

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