All Your Perfect Little Faults

It's weird how after a certain amount of time away from somebody, somebody who you spend alot of time with, that you begin to miss the strangest things. Of course you miss th eobvious, there looks, there smell, there smile all that stuff. But on top of that you begin to miss all the things that you found less than perfect. In simple terms, you begin to miss all their faults, and probelms. All the issues they have, and every little thing that you ever found annoying or upsetting. Whether it's....

The fact that when you walk, you hold yourself funny, kinda looking like a stupid cartoon...

Or that you can't converse for any more than five minutes without drifting of and then having to be reminded about what we're talking about...

The fact that you're soo stubbernly resitant to changing opinions on anything that you just down right refuse to change your mind...

Even the fact that you constantly spout strange viewpoints and ideas about life, that could only make sense to you...

You always got your phrases and sayings mixed up, resulting in some hilarious and dumb statement...

Or that you always say 'like i always say' when to be honest, never once have you said that regarding something that you actually do always say...

Or how about that fact that you snore. Really, really loudly...

And that you take hours to wake up in the morning and then proceed to be tired until about 3 o'clock in the afternoon...

The fact that despite really, really believing in something, and wanting to do the best you can, when faced with a choice, you can never look outwith that moment, you can't see a big picture...

You've got shite will power and self control...

Or that you continually listen to the same set of songs, until you've succesfully driven everybody else within ear shot mental...

And worst of all, despite all of these faults, and all the problems you caused, and the headaches you gave, i still find you totally, and completely, perfect.

I'll Be Talkin To Yaa XxX

All Your Perfect Little Faults

It's weird how after a certain amount of time away from somebody, somebody who you spend alot of time with, that you begin to miss the strangest things. Of course you miss th eobvious, there looks, there smell, there smile all that stuff. But on top of that you begin to miss all the things that you found less than perfect. In simple terms, you begin to miss all their faults, and probelms. All the issues they have, and every little thing that you ever found annoying or upsetting. Whether it's....

The fact that when you walk, you hold yourself funny, kinda looking like a stupid cartoon...

Or that you can't converse for any more than five minutes without drifting of and then having to be reminded about what we're talking about...

The fact that you're soo stubbernly resitant to changing opinions on anything that you just down right refuse to change your mind...

Even the fact that you constantly spout strange viewpoints and ideas about life, that could only make sense to you...

You always got your phrases and sayings mixed up, resulting in some hilarious and dumb statement...

Or that you always say 'like i always say' when to be honest, never once have you said that regarding something that you actually do always say...

Or how about that fact that you snore. Really, really loudly...

And that you take hours to wake up in the morning and then proceed to be tired until about 3 o'clock in the afternoon...

The fact that despite really, really believing in something, and wanting to do the best you can, when faced with a choice, you can never look outwith that moment, you can't see a big picture...

You've got shite will power and self control...

Or that you continually listen to the same set of songs, until you've succesfully driven everybody else within ear shot mental...

And worst of all, despite all of these faults, and all the problems you caused, and the headaches you gave, i still find you totally, and completely, perfect.

I'll Be Talkin To Yaa XxX

Reasons Not To Be An Idiot

Fantastic Song ! By Frank Turner

'You're not as messed up as you think you are
Your self-absorption makes you messier
Just settle down and you will feel a whole lot better
Deep down you're just like everybody else

She's not as pretty as she thinks she is
Just picture her after she's had kids
I bet she sits at home and listens to The Smiths
Deep down she's just like everybody else

So why are you sat at home?
You're not designed to be alone
You just got used to saying "no"
So get up and get down and get outside
Cos it's a lovely sunny day
But you hide yourself away
You've only got yourself to blame
Get up and get down and get outside

He's not as clever as he likes to think
He's just ambitious with his arguing
He's crap at dancing, yeah and he can't hold his drink
Deep down he's just like everybody else

I'm not as awesome as this song makes out
I'm angry, underweight and sketching out
I'm building bonfires on my vanities and doubts
To get warm just like everybody else

So why are you sat at home?
You're not designed to be alone
You just got used to saying "no"
So get up and get down and get outside
Cos it's a lovely sunny day
But you hide yourself away
You've only got yourself to blame
Get up and get down and get outside

Amy thinks that life is lacking in drama
So she fell for horoscopes, faith-healing and karma
She's so wrapped up in her invisible armour
She'll never grow into herself
And it's OK thinking me and all my friends are just wasters
But saying that I can still see through her heirs and graces
I bet she's scared her life won't leave any traces
Caught up like everyone else

That's not the point anyway
Oh darling, I felt compelled to call you up to say...
So why are you sat at home?
You're not designed to be alone
You just got used to saying "no"
So get up and get down and get outside
Cos it's a lovely sunny day
But you hide yourself away
You've only got yourself to blame
Get up and get down and get outside
Get up and get down and get outside
Get up and get down and get outside'

I'll Be Talkin To Ya XxX

Reasons Not To Be An Idiot

Fantastic Song ! By Frank Turner

'You're not as messed up as you think you are
Your self-absorption makes you messier
Just settle down and you will feel a whole lot better
Deep down you're just like everybody else

She's not as pretty as she thinks she is
Just picture her after she's had kids
I bet she sits at home and listens to The Smiths
Deep down she's just like everybody else

So why are you sat at home?
You're not designed to be alone
You just got used to saying "no"
So get up and get down and get outside
Cos it's a lovely sunny day
But you hide yourself away
You've only got yourself to blame
Get up and get down and get outside

He's not as clever as he likes to think
He's just ambitious with his arguing
He's crap at dancing, yeah and he can't hold his drink
Deep down he's just like everybody else

I'm not as awesome as this song makes out
I'm angry, underweight and sketching out
I'm building bonfires on my vanities and doubts
To get warm just like everybody else

So why are you sat at home?
You're not designed to be alone
You just got used to saying "no"
So get up and get down and get outside
Cos it's a lovely sunny day
But you hide yourself away
You've only got yourself to blame
Get up and get down and get outside

Amy thinks that life is lacking in drama
So she fell for horoscopes, faith-healing and karma
She's so wrapped up in her invisible armour
She'll never grow into herself
And it's OK thinking me and all my friends are just wasters
But saying that I can still see through her heirs and graces
I bet she's scared her life won't leave any traces
Caught up like everyone else

That's not the point anyway
Oh darling, I felt compelled to call you up to say...
So why are you sat at home?
You're not designed to be alone
You just got used to saying "no"
So get up and get down and get outside
Cos it's a lovely sunny day
But you hide yourself away
You've only got yourself to blame
Get up and get down and get outside
Get up and get down and get outside
Get up and get down and get outside'

I'll Be Talkin To Ya XxX

Blink 182

Last week i saw Blink 182 in concert through in Glasgow. This was the third time i'd seen them live and i was hugely excited. After a six year year wait they finally came back :D And i wasn't dissapointed. !

The band is as awesome as ever. If not better (Tom can actually play guitar these days) and the atmosphere at the gig was electric. One of the best (if not the best) concert's i've ever been too. Really cheered me up after what has been one of the shittiest months :/ But to quote the band...

'Well I Guess This Is Growing Up'

I'll Be Talkin To Ya xxx

Blink 182

Last week i saw Blink 182 in concert through in Glasgow. This was the third time i'd seen them live and i was hugely excited. After a six year year wait they finally came back :D And i wasn't dissapointed. !

The band is as awesome as ever. If not better (Tom can actually play guitar these days) and the atmosphere at the gig was electric. One of the best (if not the best) concert's i've ever been too. Really cheered me up after what has been one of the shittiest months :/ But to quote the band...

'Well I Guess This Is Growing Up'

I'll Be Talkin To Ya xxx

Falling Away

Can i give you the moon ? Throw a lasso around it, pull it in. It's your's if you want it. But do you want it ? You didn't like it's a wonderful life, not one bit, not a christmas movie. Too black and white, did you mean literally or was there something more to that ? But the reference still stands. But why aim for the moon, when we can have the stars. And we saw the stars. Over and over and over again... Special nights, on a bridge, on a hill, in a swing park, heads out a window. I miss it all, i miss you. Sometimes i forget, and things seem ok, then it hits me, like a freight train, and i just want to close my eyes, and not open them until everythings better. Will it get better ? Of course it will, but how long. Fuck knows. It will. You cried and cried, said we'd be best friends, said you'd always loveme. Not just another guy. Yeah, ok. We'll see, i hope that's true. It's like driving a car, andd then it breaks in the middle of no place. I'm trapped with no wer to go, or nothing to help me, and i just have to soldier on, push through until i find help. Who's the help. I have people to talk to tooo, friends, great friends. But i need a salvation, a saviour, a somebody to take me away from this. I need a fucking distraction, just for now, until i can set about rebuilding the burned up, flatlined car. A month is a long time, too long, it;s getting harder every day, but i'm begining to loose her, the image in my head is fading, i don't have a presence. othing to hold onto, nothing to hold, fuck all to look for. No hope. I don't think. I can't help but over think, and in turn over look. This was always happening. But it can't be over, not that it is. Infact i don't think it will ever be over. Theirs a story here, one that should drag on, something to special. Maybe not a couple again, but that doesn't ruin a future, theirs still a tale to tell, i dont't have to be defeated, not yet. I can get down from the ledge, and shut the window, feel the warmth of indoors, i don't need to jump. I've already fallen, i now need to climb, i need to win, and i will fucking do whatever the hell it takes. I don't evre come second, i don't fail. I am in charge of this, this so called life. And it's about to energise, just watch me go.