God of Small things. I adore Indian fiction.
Came in too late for all the drama. Meh. So. Away goal, draw, and while I don't particularly want this sort of defensive footall in all our...
Ah. It reminded me of the fact that everyone I meet seems to think I'm Bengali. Not that I mind, but...why?
*sticks nose in randomly* Bengali? Huhwah?
I have lost all sense of good music.
Fernando Torres. 100th goal of the season. Against the blueeshiiiite.
1. I'm insecure 2. I never let it on to people I know
I would gladly have Fernando Torres's babies. And worship him forever. And be his eternal slave. And other things. DUDE.
Apathy < all.
Small club today. Shouldn't be this nervous. EDIT: And how painful is it to watch a Chelsea match and want Chelsea to win?
I'm sorry I'm a shit friend. That's all I can give you. I'm selfish and self absorbed and anti social and if you call in the middle of the day...
I'm glad you decided to send it. Best of luck.
Hey well. Best of luck with that. (: And um. It's 5:00 am. Goodnight. O_O
Hey, we all have certain stuff which is utterly frivolous yet completely important to us, it's stupid for anyone to belittle it. I'm sorry you...
What happened?
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