Sunday, 28 August 2011

A selection of txts I sent to Jackson Nieuwland last night whilst drunk that concern 'fire'

Omg yes! Thought highly of you for liking Gilmore Girls. Having good convos with people. There's a fire!

Sitting by the fire. Deep ass convo with huna. Things are ok. I feel ok.

The fire is burning my eyeballs but I don't wanna move because it's cold. You should do a new topic for antipobros.

My front is too hot and my back is too cold. Need to rotate rotiserie styles. How do you even spell that. Someone said they liked my beret, seemed nice.