Since moving to London I seem to be looking gayer by the day :p fml.
How is it possible to miss someone this much? I have the flat to myself tonight so I’m really bored and everyone is being gay and doing whatever, like sleeping I dunno. At least I can play drums all night. Maybe I’ll finish the song I started earlier. It’s a remix of an old 1940’s deep south prison blues work song that I heard in one of my lectures today. The beat is probably the best I’ve written to date. Cool. Tomorrow I get to see Charlotte and my sister :))))) Tomorrow will be a good day.
