Vagrant fragments

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:-D :-D Yes, I'll be a faceless suit. But honey, at least I'll smell nice! :-D :-D

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Big up Ben.

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|| We need to clean the streets of Wimbledon: they're filthy! Gum, cigarette butts, piss and vomit stain the streets. Animal behaviour. ||

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|| It feels like I'm walking in a different direction, everything looks new and the journey's been slowed down... ||

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It actually did, you know.
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I slept and I slept and I slept. And do you know what? I deserved that sleep. I shook off the cobwebs, grabbed my books, and headed off. Phone calls and excitement on The Common. And thoughts. But the wind was blowing so strongly that a lot of thoughts were getting blown away. There was only one place left to go.

"Hey, it's crazy windy out there, you know!" The girl at the pub had a cool haircut and a seriously cool tattoo on her left shin, but most of the other people in there were terribly posh and annoying.

Man we were going insane.

|| The sign at the pub said: please leave as quietly as possible. So James and I tip-toed away from the pub || I looked at the clothes someone was wearing and decided that they were stupid. He must've known, as he looked back at me like I was stupid, and about to be killed. I thought about what he had in his life, and what I had in mine. || The Common was now almost empty. The wind had blown everyone away. ||

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Man, I can't face waiting for the bus, we need to eat HERE:

The toilets are so nice.

I can't stop drinking, and I don't particularly want to, either. Look at how pretty the bubble looks:

|| I took a pic of the bubble on the bottle of beer and then the bubble burst. Maybe it was the 'snap' from my cameraphone? ||

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These girls should be taught a lesson. Can I just get out my phone and play them my tune? Shall I rap along? Can I do my little dance? DAMN I'm bored of this! Where are we now and where are we heading? DAMN we're close now. Yeah, I love hip hop. And when that music stops: that's when my sadness returns. Don't let it stop. I can't sit in silence. The beats keep the evil spirits at bay.

I know why they do it.

|| The girls were listening to tunes through the speaker of their mobile phone. "I need a miracle, I wanna be your girl." They were singing along. I'm actually surprised that girls think like that, since the girls I know spend their time fighting guys off. But the girls are singing along anyway. ||

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Sixtoo is king.

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