jordan

hahaha. i love pisceans. we're so crazy.
i'm so bored. not really. i'm just bored with people in general. peeeeeeeeeeeeeeepul. are boring. i got up extremely early this morning and wrote a really awesome short story called The Contest. this will be read in magazines soon. i know it.
i missed Mr. Whipple's party last night because by the time i got my agent's memo i was too drunk to get off the couch but my social butterfly wings had been snipped off by the disappointing general public anyway. big shocker there.
i have nothing more to say.
the bottom stuff is old shit.
now buy this.


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The weathers joking fools today, every time I look out the window the sky is either a dusty yellow or choked with the thickest ominous thunder clouds, I love it. Went to a party the other night and got called antisocial. I was like trust me; you dont want me to talk to these people.
If I did Id say stuff like, if youre a fashion designer then why are you dressed like you cant decide if youre going to a gym or a disco.
And I couldnt deal with the hipsters handing out passive stares. And it was in the old building where I used to live and when me and my man left we went down the wrong stairwell and the lights were burned out and the bottom door was locked so after walking down three dark flights I knew wed have to walk back up and I had a panic attack which led to me remembering
something else fucked up about my childhood which has inspired a new novel so yeah, Im glad I went. and for those who emailed me asking, yes, i really do love pete doherty.