Tuesday, 11 January 2011

GETTING RID OF AN OLD PHONE PART ONE

drafts:

The boy (?) on Byron Road still plays the drums.

I am not intimidated by the busses that drive past me daily. In fact, i am pleased that they will not bring my inevitable future closer to me.

Maybe i'm a different person than you think says a girl on the phone

I travelled back in time through my sent message box

She's terribly serious. I've decided she's got arthritis, she seems to find it so hard to move...overheard in the cinema

Synchronised commuter cough

I'm surprised how shocked i was to see two girls kissing in public.

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