Writing all my crap to you.

LJB
Laura-Jo Brook.
Manchester.
Small as small.
shaneroberts:

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I’ve not been on tumblr for bloody ages. Shane this has made my day!

shaneroberts:

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I’ve not been on tumblr for bloody ages. Shane this has made my day!

iamthequeen:

charlosaurus:

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the twits RULES

yes!!

 too brilliant!

iamthequeen:

charlosaurus:

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the twits RULES

yes!!

 too brilliant!

Around this time of year 11years ago

our biggest challenge in life was to get a shoe box and an egg and find a word i.e ‘exotic’ and change it to ‘eggsotic’ and base our shoe box and egg around it then the winner in school got a ‘pick in the jar’ which was a sweet out of a big jar of sweets, oh boy school in sheffield was so much fun.

All i want to do,

is get back in bed!

Me and neil are havin a right sing!

Love of my life, my soulmate You’re my best friend Part of me like breathing Now half of me is left Don’t know anything at all Who am I to say you love me I don’t know anything at all And who am I to say you need me Colour me blue I’m lost in you Don’t know why I’m still waiting Many moons have come and gone Don’t know why I’m still searching Don’t know anything at all And who am I to say you love me I don’t know anything at all And who am I to say you need me Now you’re a song I love to sing Never thought it feels so free Now I know what’s meant to be And that’s okay with me But who am I to say you love me And who am I to say you need me And who am I to say you love me I don’t know anything at all And who am I to say you love me I don’t know anything at all And who am I to say you need me I don’t know anything at all

Love of my life, my soulmate
You’re my best friend
Part of me like breathing
Now half of me is left

Don’t know anything at all
Who am I to say you love me
I don’t know anything at all
And who am I to say you need me

Colour me blue I’m lost in you
Don’t know why I’m still waiting
Many moons have come and gone
Don’t know why I’m still searching

Don’t know anything at all
And who am I to say you love me
I don’t know anything at all
And who am I to say you need me

Now you’re a song I love to sing
Never thought it feels so free
Now I know what’s meant to be
And that’s okay with me

But who am I to say you love me
And who am I to say you need me
And who am I to say you love me

I don’t know anything at all
And who am I to say you love me
I don’t know anything at all
And who am I to say you need me
I don’t know anything at all

Well i don’t know if he intended on me hearing him

say it but some guy pointed at me tonight in work and went to his mate ‘She looks like she should be in a porno’

Apauled!

Why open my mouth?

Lately i feel like i must have nothing interesting to say due to the fact everybody i talk to buts right in and decides to tell me about their amazing lives.

I’m at a point where i could do with just fucking off and doing something spontainious but a) i have no money and b) i have no where to go.

Tripe.

Yess i love anything fucking acoustic oh boy i need to learn guitar.
Also i cant stop skipping to 2:38 and singing along (For british people bumble bee is a tuna make in america)