Saturday, January 29, 2011
Friday, January 28, 2011
The end of the thing that never actually began except inside my head once.
I had a dream about you last night
You had a convertible.
I had a puppy.
She was dressed as an Avatar.
The roads were very big and it was busy.
You took us to the airport.
We didn't have any luggage.
'I'm gonna cry in bed when I get back to England tonight.' I said.
'You probably will.' You said.
At one point we held hands.
You had a convertible.
I had a puppy.
She was dressed as an Avatar.
The roads were very big and it was busy.
You took us to the airport.
We didn't have any luggage.
'I'm gonna cry in bed when I get back to England tonight.' I said.
'You probably will.' You said.
At one point we held hands.
Wednesday, January 19, 2011
Today I wrote
Today I wrote something new and I sent it to Popshot.
It's called 'Bryan Adams and the ritual of the curtains'
I want them to fall in love with it.
If they don't I'll give it to you.
You must keep it safe, it has my heart inside.
It's called 'Bryan Adams and the ritual of the curtains'
I want them to fall in love with it.
If they don't I'll give it to you.
You must keep it safe, it has my heart inside.