Unknown Pleasures

I'm at the moment cursing and swearing in my head.Reason:IT'S THE FUCKING MAN UTD VS ARSENAL GAME!Damn it man. Man utd have to have this in their pocket or end the game in a draw.They need it to stay on top and not have the egoistic arsenal fans boasting around in the morning.I have nfound arsenal fans in my class.Only man utd.So that is currently wat i'm doing.
I've to be in skul at 9.Oh man another week of long journeys to and fro school.I washed clothes too late and realised i've to search for clothes.Thank goodness i found my other clothes.If this is how it is going to be for the next 3 years then i'm screwed.Need more clothes.Okay i shall stop my irritating whining.So till tmr or whenever.Cheers.

…and if i were to jump from this twelth story window. would all of the implications disappear? and if there is bliss in death, would it befriend such a terrible soul? and if i were truly alone, would i know it? and is it the happy that smile with there beautiful faces to the sky? honestly, can feelings ever really be controlled?
-Craig owens

We watch the season pull up its own stakes
And catch the last weekend of the last week
Before the gold and the glimmer have been replaced,
Another sun soaked season fades away

You have stolen my heart

Invitation only, grant farewells
Crush the best one, of the best ones
Clear liquor and cloudy eyed, too early to say goodnight

You have stolen my heart

And from the ballroom floor we are in celebration
One good stretch before our hibernation
Our dreams assured and we all, will sleep well

You have stolen
You have stolen my heart

I watch you spin around in the highest heels
You are the best one, of the best ones
We all look like we feel

You have stolen my
You have stolen my heart