To celebrate my 22nd birthday tomorrow, I dominate this clothes rack and raise my hood, roll my heels and grin away the day. I’m cooking up something dark for laters, after much downloading of fascist-subservient music, I’ll hit a few hipster underground bars near mine. Safe
Luke wears a grey American Apparel jumper, black Analog trousers, black Muska 001 shoes and a black Penfield jacket.
Lordy me. Bit late to post today cos this morning I’ve been looking at some totally completely insanely inappropriately rude things on the interweb. I’ve seen some things in my time, but that world’s tallest tower, honestly! I ask you! What was that chap thinking?
Luke wears black Analog trousers, Grey moustache jumper, black Supra Muska 001 Trainers, black Calvin Klein boxers and black M&S socks.
Can’t seem to shake the sleep out of my head this morning. I don’t know if it’s the rain or what, but my eyes feel double clogged up with eye-bogies and all I want to do is get back into bed and get back to that dream about April from the Ninja Turtles.
The sun refuses to come out today. We could do with a bit of cheering up here. I mean, I know the weekend is coming and all, but really, is it too much to ask for a little bit of sunshine on our faces of a morning. Jesus!