IMPOSSIBLE, POSSIBLE

okay, if this happens, this July is going to be the best month of my fucking life. wow.

in other news, i am so fucking excited for what is to come for this band,  i finally have such a good feeling that this could actually be my career with how things are going and some of the news i’ve been told for later this year. fuck everything else. this is all i need.

un fucking believable. 

i rly need a private blog

remember that first kiss at st pancras that started it all off, holding hands when i knew i shouldn’t be, sitting on the train station floor with you not wanting to ever leave, that first phone call, that first kiss at tramlines that set everything off again, spending countless nights on 3 hrs sleep taking the piss out of each others accents on the phone, sending letters to each other about how good each of our cities were, ‘is it cheating to spoon?’, seeing you waiting for me after work at the tramstop, that cheeky kiss at sawa, leaving you to spend days with my friends and you getting on so well with them, reading my mind and bringing me a pint when i was at my most stressed i’ve ever been, laughing at yr ridiculous sleep talking, taking you on a tram ride, introducing you to all of my friends for the first time and taking the piss out of yr and ash’s height difference, afterwork naps and dribbling all over you, countless days spent laid in bed cuddling watching shitty day time tv, seeing yr smile while i’m in the middle of a gig, 4am cigarettes outside travelodges, forcing me to watch yr ridiculous programmes, 6am drunk sex in leeds, yr inability at speaking yorkshire, been woken up with a kiss to stop me snoring, coming home from work to see you in my flat, cuddled up eating dominos and watching taken, yr phone call rants at how much you hated yr job, getting hammered on city hall steps, holding yr hand watching little comets and feeling like the happiest boy in the world, post sex cigarettes, screaming red sox pugie to each other at the top of our voices watching foals at queens social, pretending i say ‘yr’ because yannis does, ‘how does the cooker work?’ ‘have you switched it on?’, walking alfie watching the fireworks, dj sassy, the box of memories i spent night after night reading while you were away, nights in with donson and ellie, the way you rip the shit of how i say ‘no’, the ridiculous amount we stalk people and take the piss out of them, taking the piss out of my hair, our political arguments, waking up next to you and leaning over for a kiss, missing that train in london, you buying me foals vinyls and posting me the red sox CD before we’d even met, foot massages while watching hunger games at 2am, you constantly burping in my face, lending me yr glasto jumper at tramlines, yr love for foals, the time i burped and nrly ended up throwing up on you, you seductively eating cucumber in front of me, warming up yr cold feet on my legs, knowing the tracklist to well well well, dragging me to see hadouken at leeds and me kicking off about it, taking the piss out of the way i say topman,  keeping the letters you sent me all those years ago, the way we ALWAYS eat garlic bread, post leeds fest napping, ‘i just fucking love beyonce’, ‘why are horses on the foals album artwork?’, when we showered together. 

i know there’s probably something yr not telling me right now and yr in the process of getting back to normality so i’m giving you space and you’ll probably never see this and i kinda don’t want you to, but i just want you to know that i fucking love you so much, i rly do, we’ve been through so much, more than anyone could ever imagine, those last few nights before you left spent in bed, i could never imagine going through that with anyone else, we always end up going back to each other, there’s a reason for that.

Yr the best thing that has ever ever happened to me and i never want this to end. I love you bby g.

I miss you already.

Please Reblog!

My band are wanting to play this pretty safe festival this summer. To do so, we need as many ‘likes’ of our post on the wall of the festival page as possible.

If you could ‘LIKE’ The Ratells’ wall post here (it’s about half way down the page). It’d mean a lot.

Cheers x

Please Reblog!

My band are wanting to play this pretty safe festival this summer. To do so, we need as many ‘likes’ of our post on the wall of the festival page as possible.

If you could ‘LIKE’ The Ratells’ wall post here (it’s about half way down the page). It’d mean a lot.

Cheers x