“I wish I were a Warhol silk screen
Hanging on the wall
Or little Joe or maybe Lou
I’d love to be them all.
All New York city’s broken hearts
And secrets would be mine
I’d put you on a movie reel
And that would be just fine.”—Ian Curtis (via dosscunt)
I went to Manchester to see the Bencos. I was crippled as fuck but Sara looked after me and she has the patience of a saint. I was only meant to be staying there till last Thursday when her parents came back from Holiday but I stayed for abit (alot) longer. I was fed 100 sandwiches and consumed my weight in brews whilst keeping her younger sister company while sara was at work. After many scabs and painful showers I’m now fully functioning again. I swear that family work miracles. Had our last night in tonight and it was hilarious. Her and her dad teamed up for some banter whilst I was chilling with her mom and Sophie.