Who gives a shit about Snow Patrol?

"I'd love to have a tree house, tree houses are ace," Last night I won a Scotland calendar but today was glorious. I felt good despite spending £100 on books and clothes. When I got to his house he was writhing in bed, clawing the walls because of his hangover. Stig makes me feel calm and relaxed and that's important. He thinks it's okay and that most people would agree he is an oxymoron. And black wiry hair on pale boyish skin. He perfectly articulated everything I think and feel about White Heat and other things. He said the last year of my life in a few lines. And we talked about it, in relation to Glasgow's equivalent 'Optimo wreckheads.' He described the sincerity of Glasgow. He was wearing a knitted jumped that he only wears when he's feeling sorry for himself. Lick his face.