biffday ramblings with pippin. |
solid gold says:
happy birthday dear x
Charlie says:
thank you love
Charlie says:
how are things?
solid gold says:
very good thankyouu
solid gold says:
slightly hungry
solid gold says:
do you h...
Posted by on Tue, 31 Jul 2007 10:29:00 GMT |
hehehe... the dangers of the internet |
Nick says:MySpace?Nick says:I can hardly be bothered with MySpace these daysstealing our hearts with the force of new evidence...now the plain blondes are playing along with youi love myspace stillste...
Posted by on Wed, 21 Feb 2007 15:52:00 GMT |
The truth behind fairytales... |
This isn't a recent piece of writing but i thought it very apt for today as the day of lovers approaches tomorrow...
The truth behind fairytales
I was always told as a child that to mak...
Posted by on Tue, 13 Feb 2007 14:09:00 GMT |
the blog of how charlie and pippin met. |
p.s. this is w-o-m-b. the womb. and if you, my pets, learn to listen, i'll let you crawl back in. says:
charrlieeee
'who.needs.a.bottle.of.red.wine? fuck.sophistication...we.have.rock.and.roll.in.ab...
Posted by on Sun, 07 Jan 2007 00:31:00 GMT |
TwoThousandAndSix<3 |
The Good Times. seeing the year in with sumone special.// flat27 times.// when it snowed inside//. every wednesday and friday in the dome. //kissing in cold showers// dancing like loons at every mome...
Posted by on Sat, 06 Jan 2007 13:30:00 GMT |
ode to my girls... |
When her and i were younger, when we were 16 or 17, she used to come to mine... as soon as she'd get through the door she'd pull out a bag of Haribo and we'd sit on my hallway floo...
Posted by on Sun, 03 Dec 2006 11:04:00 GMT |
it's a pirates life for me...:) |
"so many people treat you like you're a kid... so just act like one and throw your television out of the hotel window" says:
i wanna be a pirate...
"so many people treat you like y...
Posted by on Wed, 08 Nov 2006 15:37:00 GMT |
numb... |
with a slight of hand and a sting on your tongue
as our lips meet i know you'll never know me.
numb.
i try to forgive the shadows,
they know too much, too young.
'girls who...
Posted by on Wed, 08 Nov 2006 03:05:00 GMT |
for everything i've done... |
washed walls and sticky silences
surrendered thoughts and undertones i never wanted to imply
friends or lovers
who drew the line?
and everything i've done makes me more sinful
im sorry for what i've b...
Posted by on Wed, 01 Nov 2006 07:48:00 GMT |
and i dreamed... |
And i turn around...
I turn around so quick that the vision blurs until i realise i'm falling deep into his eyes.
The tear he wipes dry slowly soaks into a thumb print and the emerald green gl...
Posted by on Sat, 28 Oct 2006 17:21:00 GMT |
