'If You're Listening...'

I Spoke Of Miraculous Things.

Truth Is Since The Time That Happened.

I'm Lucky Enough To See These Things Unfold Right Infront Of My Eyes.

All The Time.

It's Taught Me To Look Out For Those Things.

That Make The Day Special.

That Make You Think.

Okay, They Make You A Dreamer Sometimes.

But That's Okay.

Because What's A Life Without Dreams Right?

Today I Woke Up At 5:34am.

4 Minutes Out, But Who's Counting.

Still Dark.

But The Streetlamps Were Enough To Light Up The Snow.

Thing Is About Snow, It Can Highlight The Beautiful Things.

But Then Cause All Kinds Of Hell.

This Shortliving Illness Has Kind Of Consumed Me.

Kind Of Like This 'Life' Thing.

It's Toxic.

So I'm Going To Stop Playing With Poisons.

And Break Burdens.

Love It. xXx

'I Would Catch A Grenade For You.'

So it's been a year now.

I now have a part time job.

Looking for another.

I was so close to having that special someone.

I Fucked Up.

Looking For Another.

I'm now 2 stone lighter.

Life Plan slowed down.

Created Another.

It really is a wonder how moods can change.

At The Drop Of One Hat Somewhere Around.

You Could Be The Most Angry Of People.

The Most Annoyed Of People.

The Most Loneliest Of People.

The Most Scared Of People.

And Something Miraculous Happens And Changes It.

Like You Arrive Home At Ridiculous 'O Clock In The Morning.

After Being With Him.

Sitting On A Wall, Overlooking The Beach.

On August 1st 2010, 5:17am.

Looking At Possibly The Most Beautiful Sky There Is.

And That's When The Change Happens.

And You Just Breathe And Look Out Infront Of You.

Becoming The Most Calmest Of People.

The Most Tolerant Of People.

A Person Missing That Certain Person Who Makes Them The Not Loneliest Of People.

The Most Brave Of People.

And You Just Smile.

And Think.

For Exactly 13 Minutes.

Realising The Time.

But Noticing The Tide.

And That Person Walked Down To The Waves.

And Stared.

While That Cold Sea Froze Her Feet.

And Smiled Again.

So I Did Fuck Up.

I'm Sure Everyone Does At Some Point.

I Tried Fixing It And It Hurt.

And Stayed Fucked.

'But Darlin' I'd Still Catch A Grenade For You.' xXx

It Must Have Broke Your Poor Little Heart When The Boys Used To Sing "You Look Better In The Dark".

In The Words of We Are The Ocean 'Nothing Good Has Happened Yet'.

Who said that the worst is yet to come? Thats stupid because if it's true then im screwed.

Just taking it days at a time, living in a stupid dreamworld.

Reality is im alone, people are leaving and things are changing.

You could have been that silly little light at the end of that stupid tunnel.

I shouldnt get soo excited about things, build things up.

Just makes the fall alot harder haha.

I guess if you was only after one thing im better off with out the likes of you, right?

Even if no ones there looking at these silly words, but maybe someone else may feel better for it.

Or they may just think 'another emo blog'.

Shocks are to come.

It's going to work, this life thng.

Friends, Family and aquaintences won't see it coming.

Should be a laugh. xXx

All In A Days Work.

Life Playlist.

Pissed Off = The Ghost Of A Thousand - Bored Of Maths.

Washing Up = Punchline - Heart Transplant.

Housework = Young Guns - In The Night.

'Scene Dancing' = Tonight Is Goodbye - Black Dress.

Alone = Jacks Mannequin - Dark Blue.

Singing Loudly = We Are The Ocean - Save Me! Said The Saviour.

Hoovering = Something Corporate - Punk Rock Princess.

Hair Shaking = Paramore - Misery Business.

Traffic Jam = Bring Me The Horizon - Diamonds Aren't Forever.

Tidying Up = Escape The Fate - This War Is Ours.

Cleaning = Mayday Parade - Jamie All Over.

Washing = Look! Im A Ghost - All Along The Waterfront.

Dusting = Paramore -Thats What You Get.

Sewing = New Found Glory = This Disaster.

Ironing = Amber Pacific - Gone So Young.

School Run = You Me At Six - Taste.

Driving = Blink 182 - Feeling This.

Feeling 'Crunk' haha = MC LARS - Generic Crunk Rap/21 Concepts.

Night Driving = All Time Low - Lullabies.

Putting The Washing Out = You Me At Six - Take Off Your Colours.

Downtime = The Starting Line - Playing Favourites.

Washing In = MC LARS - Hot Topic Is Not Punk Rock.

Cooking = The Starting Line - The Best Of Me.

Room Tidying = Bring Me The Horizon - Chelsea Smile.

'The College Walk' = You Me At Six - Jealous Minds Think Alike.

'The Out Walk' = Lucky Boys Confusion - Something To Believe.

Writting This = Paramore - For A Pessimist, I'm Pretty Optimistic.

'Face On' = Escape The Fate - Ashley.

'Face Off' = We Are The Ocean - God Damn Good.

Clothes = The Fall Of Troy - F.C.P.R.E.M.I.X.

Pijamas = Jimmy Eat World - Sweetness.

Bedtime = The Spill Canvas - All Over You (Acoustic).

Wake Up = Deaf Havana - Oh Howard, You Crack Me Up.

Haha. xXx

A Loser Can Win Whenever They Want To...

Ok so here goes...

A car works better with petrol.

A bike works better with wheels.

A guitar works better with strings.

A song works better with words.

A drummer works better with drums.

A clock works better with time.

A world works better with peace?

A film works better with actors.

A day works better with the sun.

Life works better when its fun.

Friends work better when there together.

Shoes work better when you run.

Barbequeues work better on the beach.

Father Ted works better when your here.

Pijamas work better in bed.

A singer works better with a story to tell.

That dream will work better with my ideas.

I will work better with you. xXx

This Is The Way You Make Me Feel...

Whoa.

What a weekend.

What an atmosphere.

The best 560 ish miles driven in my life so far.

Despite the bird.

And the bloody sat nav.

Then the hotel.

The rocketship bathroom.

Awsome cold showers.

The slightly scary surroundings.

Effing 4 lane roundabouts.

The addictive badly american dubbed oriental action film.

Sucky hotel TV internet.

The very patient hotel staff man with nice hair.

All of those rather attractive young men.

The in - room tea and coffee equipment.

Achey feet.

The crappy £6 hotel breakfast.

Crazy speedy taxi drivers, hey they got us there.

The broken air conditioning.

Very very scary lorry drivers, surely there not allowed to do that?

The outstanding selection of music played in the car.

Smell of fags hitting us everytime we walked into the room.

Our room on the top 12th floor.

The key card failing on us regularly.

Uncomfortable lifd rides.

The overpriced american diners.

'£9 for a fuckin' burger!'

Cutting people off on the road.

The pictures and videos to come.

Our new t - shirts.

The crossword puzzles, 'I'm telling you its lemur.'

Dentalux kids toothpaste, 'It's like jelly!'

Pj bottoms.

Funny accents, 'Southern Pride Y'all!'

Sunglasses on the drive.

Singing too loud to even care.

Sweating like bitches.

Weird coincidents.

Reunions.

There is 7 things i hate about you. haha.

The crap in the back of my car.

Being star struck every 3 seconds approx.

The steering lock.

Those lovely northern accents.

That pointless sofa.

Nice whoreish shoes.

Lucozade, liquorice, glacier fruits and fizzy worms.

Bathroom pictures, sideways hat, manga eyes.

Too much more to even say...

But all of this MADE our trip to Slamdunk 09. Genius. xXx

Blue Eyes Don't Lie.

What is even, what matches?

Is anything perfectly the same, or is it just a perfect copy?

Like music, CD's contain songs that are surely copies of that one brilliant original?

Shoes, is it just me or does one always look better?

Also clothing, is it just copies or prints of that one original design?

Photographs are just enlarged exposures, copies of that one negative.

Is there anything that is exactly the same?

Theres one thing that can't even come close to being the same, people.

Twins, even they have differences.

Im talking about if you think you know someone, when it turns out they become a different person around different people or different atmospheres.

Eyes are different, and if you'd have looked in mine you would have seen the light blue fleck that makes them different. xXx