[lotte scott, unknown, unknown]
I thought I was getting old enough not to get that feeling in my stomach all the time like it might drop out/tear itself to shreds. I can sit on window sills and bar stools all day long singing David Bowie and having arguments with myself. I try to avoid having real conversations with anyone so I just spout my mouth off about anything and anyone and cut off the hair of best friend. Remember when I pretended I didn't see you, haha, which time?
This is really great music.
Sorry, I've been slowly dropping off the radar recently because of uni/generally being lazy, but I think I'm back for a while, we'll see how long it lasts this time.