I just sent:
I NEED TO CHANGE THE PAST
but i didn't get a reply.
2 batches that I ripped open and stuffed some salami inside.
And a packet of salt and vinegar crisps.
and then a slice of the chocolate fudge cake that i made myself. BUT NOBODY GIVES A SHIT. NOT EVEN MY GIRLFRIEND. FUCK THE WORLD.
pretty sure a whole bunch of people cared at DiS Photo Club™.
The DiS Photo Club™. Cares.
Gotta be happy about that.
re. Alex Ferguson
wish i could be more help exclamation mark two kisses
(had to text that to myself)
is this TBO? how did you get hold of my number?
PM me your number and I'll text you it instead.
No that still doesn't work does it...
I'll give it some thought
Read up on their backstory about their label fall-out etc and it makes it all the better.
They're absolutely lovely people as well. Really hope they come back over here soon.
"OK. Love you. Have a great day xxx"
Sore? I'm bored in work, eating salad. What's your plans? You working tonight? x
no response yet :(
Oh I dunno. Doors are 7, will be around camden from 6:30 I guess?
Ha ha. Probably blue, but bring a spare red just in case.
Which one of you is this?
"I'm in the law section of a public Library. There is an insane guy who hides his own poetry in here between books. He is digging all the law books out trying to find an old poem whilst talking to himself. all I want is peace"
''Farage Against The Machine''
"Nah, I'm keeping this number. I've changed numbers 4 or 5 times - this is MY number now x" yes, yes it is.
Memory still performing pretty well.
it's a shame though. will have to go for a lovely pint when i'm home next though. good luck with your cashflow!
alright, how are you? have a nap please x
still haven't really been, but I'm skint so prob won't. A drink sounds good though, shout me when/where x
"ha ha ha ha ha HA HA HA HA HA. can't believe he's shat himself, the gin-soaked old cunt".
It was with regards to biscuits, of course.
something about my ipod
To my wife, confirming I would buy a cauliflower.
Calm yourselves now.
'dad driving down to darlington to have a pint with Skirrow. Skirrow has 'jobs' to do on the way there. I told dad to stay in the car haha'
(my dad's friend Skirrow is one of those dudes who reclaims people's debts by force. He is a bit of a horrible man and I am sad my dad is friends with him)
"just 'cause your sister's out of town doesn't mean we can't still hang out, you know!"
Reply this morning: "Sure, let's make some plans!"
Uhg, I don't even want to hang out with her. Stupid...alcohol thumbs!