too much of nothing is just as tough

my current spirit animal

i don't beat around the bush here at "oh, mitch please!" and after a few days of some solid content, it's come to light that i don't really know what to write about tonight. i'm home from work late after a lovely evening with some friends and, to be frank, i'm fucking knackered. ever get those days where you just can't even begin to fathom doing anything constructive at all? well today wasn't one of those at all but this last hour is sit back, relax and enjoy the "show". sorry in advance for everything you're about to read.

"what the fuck are you on about?" well here's some lists 

 

five albums to look forward to:

"feline"* ella eyre 

"1989" taylor swift

"queen of the clouds" tove lo

the mcbusted one

"froot" marina & the diamonds

you say i'm leaning towards sad women and nostalgia-pop, i say go fuck yourself this is good music. 

*this might not be the title, it's neither been confirmed nor dismissed. 

five books you should read:

"the shining" stephen king

"haunted" chuck palahniuk

"coram boy" jamila gavin

"cirque du freak" darren shan

"american gods" neil gaiman

lots of horror equals lots of quality.

five things you should probably do soon: 

get a new autumnal hairstyle

buy a thick jacket

read a book (you'll find excellent recommendations above)

a random act kind of kindness

tell someone you love them

five things i hope this blog is:

easily pitied

entertaining

insightful

crass but often emotional

easily readable 

five things i want to buy: (this is for my own future reference btw fyi)

a jewelled pendant (as queer as it sounds)

a pleather backpack (equally as homosexual)

"moschino forever" aftershave 

another animal

rhubard and custard bonbons

did you want a song? well too bad, it's late and there's no song.

only joking, i couldn't do that to you. 

DOUBLE BLUFF go and listen to jessie ware before i really kick off xo