Manchester... man
The worst part of going back to Manchester is the realisation upon my return to Worcester that it is truly the place I belong.
Last night was just awesome. Reaching stage 3 for the first time since my sobriety ended in The Paramount, rocking the fuck out in Jilly's, DANCING TO FLOGGING MOLLY in a hot as fuck club with your nearest and dearest is beyond fucking compare.
Also, Nina was well fit.
Man, I could do with not being here. I'm sure that feeling will change in the new year with the return of my uni mates, but still. It's so fucking hard! I love my friends here, I love my friends in Manchester, what to do?
Oh man I am hating things right now. Mainly Razorlight at the moment... but also the fact that it's Christmas on Monday. Christmas is an abhorrent excuse for a day.
posted by Cos Ryan @ 10:01 PM
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