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Showing posts with label love. Show all posts
Showing posts with label love. Show all posts
Thursday, 13 October 2011
h8rz.
Labels:
artists,
bands,
boys,
contemporary music,
fucking,
girls,
haters,
hating,
jj,
love,
love bites,
love songs,
music,
musicians,
sex,
sexy,
singer songwriters,
singing,
sweden
Agh. Question?
Can a girl put expert provider of accidental love bites on her cv??
Tuesday, 11 October 2011
Banal Artist, number one
LAURA FUCKING MARLING.
Please get over her. Gross.
Please get over her. Gross.
Labels:
acoustic,
boys,
girls,
guitars,
indie,
Laura Marling,
life,
love,
love songs,
music,
musicians,
pretentions,
sex,
singer songwriters,
songs
Holler
So they met at a bus stop on Bristol Road. He was the poet, she was the girl with the candy floss locks.
Now they've started this pieceofshit blog that will consist of banal shit and pictures of chewing gum snapped while melting on to the pavements of Birmingham and Selly Oak.
Gross, innit.
Now they've started this pieceofshit blog that will consist of banal shit and pictures of chewing gum snapped while melting on to the pavements of Birmingham and Selly Oak.
Gross, innit.
Labels:
banal shit,
blogs,
boredom,
boys,
chewing gum,
dating games,
disillusionment,
girls,
kisses,
love,
lust,
poetry,
poets,
sex
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