February 2012
18 posts
after 5 hellish weeks at the newspaper/// i reckon it’s time for the pub.
oh, it’s for the teenage boys, they’re breaking your heart
you don’t really ever get much older inside the head, you just end up knowing more
yknow when someone sits next to you on the bus and at first its awkward but then you kinda just get into the moment and relax and then suddenly they press the bell and they get off and it’s like part of your soul has been ripped out and you’ll never be the same again
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