I give very bad first impressions. If I can't be assed to talk to you then i probably won't.
I am not a good person and I suffer for it.
I hate the following things: spiders, sharks, sweet and savoury things together, hangovers, essays, Blink 182 (sorry), people putting me down, getting lost, being tickled, very hot rooms, very cold rooms, being festivly plump, bibliographies (oh lets all show how well read we are), people who have no banter and the word 'random'. You're not random. You're a twat.
I do however like the following things: Magnet and the other cronies, swimming with Ailsa, black and white films, crisps, funkfit, music, writing about music, conspiricy theories, my car, my parents, my brother, my flat, fairy lights, sex in the city, running around like I'm not lazy, people who call me Rocky, Club Noir, the QMU, Alexio, people who call me Porter, Dave and Martin, summer time, my aviators, my jacket, how much effort everyone put into my birthday, my ever changing accent, drugs, secrets, Bright Eyes, being busy, lying through my teeth, my stereo, my boy (very much), recording with Dave, Bright Eyes and Johnny Cash.
Anyway, i'd best be off.
Over and out
xxx
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