GREENY!.
i.don't.believe.in.noise.pollution.
i change this way too much. this time i cannit be bothered to put the enter html. tuff titties ey! i'm scared i'll end up like one of them fat women who live on council estates and tell all the children to stop playing football, who sits drinking tinnys and smoking 100 a day. i don't want to be like that, i worked with a woman like that, what a twat. yeah i lost my job, they thought i was spoilt and had a bad working attitude. i'm not spoilt, i don't ask me mam for fuck all and i don't get everything i need let alone want. buttt, you know. anyway, i have no class, sorry but i just don't. it annoys me when my sister and my mam try to act posh, remember where you came from dear. but i do love me family. i have a lovely mam, a canny as out sister and a brother who would do anything for me. i think i'm a bit harsh on my friends, i do expect a lot from them, but if they let me down in my expectations i wont hold it against them. my best friend moved to newcastle and i miss him dearly. i wish i had the money to go and see him every weekend. i need new clothes, i constantly feel like a scruff at the moment. i love being wrecked, but not around a lot of people because i don't wish to make a twat of myself. i used to be an absolute bell end a few year ago. and no doubt i will look back at myself in a few years time and think exactly the same. i like my friends to have a bit of mystery about them, because once you know everything about someone, it kind of becomes boring. if your having a party, invite me cos i'll realy appreciate it. dance music is the best music for the weekend, but do you ever get stoned and think that some music is too complicated for your head? i do. i'll never forget the best weekend of me life. leeds 2007. cos no one gave a fuck and everyone got fucked. here, just add is and i'll fill your head with some more shit.
my thought for now: if you mosh, you should die.
