Wednesday, 10 November 2010

I accept chaos. I just don't know if it accepts me.

Aha.
'I lost my virginity to a shoe'
'my Dad ejaculated a whale'
'whoever heard of a fatalistic farmer'
'yeah I saw the christmas lights when we ran down the streets last night... dressed as smurfs...'

YAY ALICE IS COMING DOWNN.

NO I HAVEN'T FINISHED THIS GODDAM ESSAY.

Changed it to be about Bob Dylan. Seeing how I'm in love with him. Perhaps foolish at 1am the day it's due, but it's done now.

'He who is not busy being born is busy dying.'

Were you born today? I think I was. Can meeting someone count?

Liv Torc stands at the front trying to hype us up a bit. 'Who likes kissing?' I think my hand shot up faster than anyone elses. I do! It's like running supermarket trollies into each other! C O L L I S I O N.

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