Writing all my crap to you.

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

I have a little echo of my dads voice going

‘1, 2, 3 And i’m climbing up a tree’ I really don’t think he’s bothered about knowing the real lyrics to britney spears. Today i am going to consume 2 starbucks, Purchase hair dye, hair moose and some form of top then get some pasta alfredo at 6 with Danielle and Maurice. Sounds like a champion day to me, I do however wish it weren’t snowing - don’t get me wrong i love the snow but its just annoying when you are trying to get places!