September 2011
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I thought I was okay
Turns out I’m not. The only thing that was making me feel slightly better has gone and made me feel a million times more worthless.
I hate these kind of posts, but I guess they help sometimes.
It’s time to start concentrating on me, stop trying to please everyone and start putting my guard up again. The nicer I am, the more I get hurt. Time to start being a cunt and see who is...
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The Final Crisis
Went to see these guys at The Dutchess in York last night.
I was told on the train to York, after last minute decisions on everyone’s behalf to go, that there is nothing better to do in York than drink… how right they were. After a day of eating nothing and swigging glenn’s vodka on the train, I knew it would be a good first experience of York. It is such a quaint place with...
