Wilsons

Rawr! We are the Aviators!!

A Ginger Cat

It seemed like the butterflies in my tummy were hungrier than i was. 

A good breakfast was made... With Bread! Coffee! Fork and Knives! Egg! Pancake!

* Blink *

Aviators!

Breakfast at Tiffanies ( Wilsons ). This is where we eat in the meantime, and by that i mean, when we wake up 7 in the morning and go around Camborne with our skates and pretend we're the cool guys but in 

reality we're the ones trying to be cool because we don't have the guts to make trouble or break the rules

because we're terrified what our parents might do.

A long sentence; Cliche.

Unfortunately every each one of the customers were looking at us as if we were dog shitz lying on the floor

and i just wanted to yell on their faces that " why dontcha take a picture?! ", but i didn't.

Well, yeah because Don and Jared were singing weird tunes, which made me sing as well and it wa LOUD. Bahaha.

Stupid life.