Sunday, August 29, 2010
london bridge is falling down
london. you will love me.
and in turn ill give you everything you can possibly take from me.
shaved head or something rebellious.
big black boots and tight ben shermans.
tatts. as pointless and childlike as my own.
never short of a big fat fuck you.
a mixture of dirt, smoke, beer and soap. the perfect smell
and down right badly behaved attitude.
i want to fall in love with the guy i can never bring home.
Sunday, August 22, 2010
built up.
its taken me oh-so long to finally write.
i cant quite understand why it took me so long to express again.
nothing felt worth saying.
perhaps it was because i was preoccupied lying, rather than talking about it.
anyway here it is. a continuance.
i dont want a fresh start, i enjoy picking up where i left, with my knowledge and experience.
anywho. pressing news just in, im getting inked.
so get out the camera's and get invading my privacy.
a little egyptian symbol, Shen.
i cant quite understand why it took me so long to express again.
nothing felt worth saying.
perhaps it was because i was preoccupied lying, rather than talking about it.
anyway here it is. a continuance.
i dont want a fresh start, i enjoy picking up where i left, with my knowledge and experience.
anywho. pressing news just in, im getting inked.
so get out the camera's and get invading my privacy.
a little egyptian symbol, Shen.
Tuesday, August 3, 2010
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