December 2011
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Evra/ Suarez F.A transcript. Interesting read →
amandago asked: i hate the polo's fuckin freeze to death! can't believe you're not braving work new years day! have a lovely night out + see ya next year!xxx
oncewewere-anarchists:
There’s a few people that I wish I saw more of.
fellow shippers!
walking slow with arms outstretched, we are the brothers. in my brothers i trust.
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2011
nothing better to do so, here’s my year. might struggle to remember it all but oh well…
+/- finding out who your real mates are
+going over to spain on the exchange, one of the best weeks of my life
+teef release show
+leeds for ryan’s 18th. mental.
+spanish exchange coming over here, again one of the best weeks ever
+various house parties/ barbecues during the early hot...
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amandago asked: stop it, you are making me want to go on holiday again
finally got some photo's from cuba on my laptop,...
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not been feeling so good today. decided to spend money to help that
asics (for cricket)
terror tee
new bag
hat
quite happy with that, do fancy the burgundy coat i posted before though.
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screaming so that death can hear
i’m only afraid when i sleep
had a dead good last few days, spent plenty of time with family and friends. got a chill day tomorrow, mum, dad and family friends are doing the annual christmas walk kinda wish i could be bothered going but i’ll get to catch up with everyone when they come back to ours afterwards. need plans for during the day, anyone fancy doing anything? manchester etc?
set fire to my soul, can’t keep living this life alone
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as if its been like a year
and it seems like nothing now will ever change
BRING ME FAMINE, BRING ME DEATH, BRING ME WAR AND PESTILENCE.
i did this to myself
the summer air burning in my lungs
one more glance till i come undone
let’s stop this rising sun
bright lights can see
they always shine right through me
leaving me an open book
of halfways and could-have-beens
taking us to the end, end, end
and that summer changed us
it’s best i admit that to myself
stuck trapped in memories
the tragic tale of you and...
currently stood in the car park of the gym down the road from mine evaluating this year/ my life. i don’t know what to make of it. i’ve had a fucking brilliant year, but i still feel i’ve not accomplished half as much as i could/should have. i’m grateful for everything and everyone in my life but i just think i’m missing something.