i remember when the days were long. hey i'm rich, twenty-three, a small village near sunny brighton. england.
music, indie films, maps, science, vegetarianism, tea, tattoos, pretty girls and whatnot.
tickets, tickets, tickets. and maybe some more on the way if i go see the walkmen in january.

tickets, tickets, tickets. and maybe some more on the way if i go see the walkmen in january.