I love you alllll
Fucking. Pub. Yes. Leicester ftw.
nev doing his best John Laurinitis impression.
WELL ITS THE BIG SHOW
DONT YOU BRING YOUR SADNESS DOWN ON ME, PEACE IS...
so. to mcdonalds? again? alright.
Oh ffs. Can i meet a girl who isn’t a cunt? Please?
Fuck man. Love Leicester. So hammered. Navigating the train home will be fun.
Drunk in the pub at half 12. Victory!
givemeagoodgirl-deactivated2012 asked: PS I love flicking through your blog! :) xx
You know when you’ve been out the house for like 5 minutes and you realise you haven’t even nearly got enough clothes on for how cold it is? Sucks balls.
Why do you follow me?
You can’t start a fire sitting around crying over a broken heart. This gun’s for...– Bruce Springsteen (via saintsinthesea) ITS CALLED SEX BRUCE.
We think of football as being important, but it’s not really.– Gary Neville I hated Gary Neville throughout his footballing career, thinking him an unintelligent suck up who lowered the class of everyone around him, but his time as a pundit has left me pleasantly surprised with his articulation and thoughtfulness. This is the perfect line for today. (via...
loouiseeee: Anyone that’s ever let go of somebody they loved. I know how hard it is to do that, it’s the worst feeling ever, and not easy in anyway. I’m proud of you, be proud of yourself. Things will get easier.
Whiskey and Cigarettes.
id be well happy if mcdonalds did delivery..
oh fuck i’d never leave the house.
frankiepunkinarocket replied to your post: Spent the night watching Bruce Springsteen live at… see you there? YES
Spent the night watching Bruce Springsteen live at Hyde Park with my two best mates in preparation for going next year! Also had my 3rd McDonalds in 2 days.
Drowning my sorrows by the bottle.
momentsforeverfaded: Quick fix for a long term problem. such is life.
So tired that my eyes hurt.
rbfshr replied to your post: I feel so ill today. I slept form half 1 til 11… I got some onion rings if you want ‘em I dont want to eat. I just want to die.
I feel so ill today. I slept form half 1 til 11 this morning. Not eaten. Ugh.
miracleofsurvival: “You can hide ‘neath your covers and study your pain Make crosses from your lovers, throw roses in the rain Waste your summer praying in vain for a saviour to rise from these streets Well now I’m no hero, that’s understood All the redemption I can offer, girl, is beneath this dirty hood”