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[14 Feb 2003|11:14pm]
[ mood | hot ]
[ music | his guitar in my hands ]

I knocked on the door a few times, but he must have been asleep. I've noticed previously that his sleep is deep from the moment his eyes shut til they finally open, and not much could stir him.

So I went round back and looked up at his window. It didn't take long to climb the lattice and luckily the window wasn't locked shut. Sneaking in was easy. Probably too easy.

Just his form was so stunning to see. The deep humidity of the warm room made the sheets cling to his skin, his body lit only by moonlight spilling in through the window. I dragged the single rose I'd brought for him across his lips and he subconciously kissed air, yearning for the taste of lips against his. But I couldn't. Not right now.

So I pulled up a chair, found his guitar leant against the wall near the bedroom door. I picked it up and lounged backward into the chair, playing a song just for us, though I'm not sure whether his heart heard or not.

I can't sleep. Can't see myself doing that until I see his eyes sparkle upward at me, his arms stretched out to welcome me into his slumber, a few more hours for him, but never enough for me.

I may be late, but I tried.

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[11 Feb 2003|03:09am]
[ mood | exhausted ]
[ music | Mary J. Blige - Your Child ]

Seems my bandmates have both gone completely out of their heads. It's not surprising, really.

I've been seeing a bit of Duncan every few days. That's been fun. I could go into more detail but some things are best left beneath his duvet.

Congratulations to Ste and Kez. I don't know what else to say about that, nor should I air some of my commentary when it's unsuitable to the situation.. But if you're happy, I'm happy.

And that's all I've got to say for now.

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[07 Feb 2003|07:27am]
[ mood | sad ]
[ music | Sugababes - Angels With Dirty Faces ]

Finally back in London. I was back in Manchester for a few days, and I apologise for leaving so abruptly and without notice. Dad gave us all quite a scare. He's better now, though. I didn't want to leave him, but I don't think the label really approved of me leaving without saying anything and leaving my moby off, so when I turned it on and found I'd missed a trip to America, I figured I'd have to get back to the city to talk things out.

They aren't happy, but it's not my fucking job to make them so, is it?

So I'm mopey and exhausted and emotionally spent. I hope at least you lot understand.

I'm sorry we missed our lesson, lad. I promise I'll make it up to you.

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[01 Feb 2003|02:00pm]
[ mood | hungry ]
[ music | The Smiths - Heaven Knows I'm Miserable Now ]

I didn't puke on anyone's pillow. Honestly, as though I'm some kind of rookie git can't hold his liquor. You're all sadly mistaken.

I'm going to eat with Duncan James and you're not.

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[30 Jan 2003|01:17am]
[ mood | fucking wasted ]
[ music | jesus christ superstar ]

OI MERRY FUCKING CHRISTMAS!! the day the child was born!


*dons a fake crown of thorns and runs around the house in a sheet*

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[29 Jan 2003|08:11am]
[ mood | exanimate ]
[ music | allen clapp - whenever we're together ]

they say to introduce yourself.

honestly, if you don't know me or the lads you're obviously mad.

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