yIP indeedy doo.

we’re off to belgium tonight…
im hanging, i hardly slept last night. after a shite gog in the welsh club, where it felt like we were playing a sample of a fridge to a morgue.
i felt like i was losing the fucking plot.
sicknote feels dead. and im so fucking skint. cant stop fucking moaning right now.
woke up feeling a bit better, and no longer on the verge of a breakdown…

had lunch wiv doghouse and met sian…. got the flyers for my birthday – they look wikkid…

off to see The Physicists now (QUALITY) and then meet vik with flyers then off to belgium, cant talk now

Pick Ya Lip Up
in turmoil

Jason Phillips

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