We have to succeed so as to lay scorn upon those who wrong us, doubt us, or otherwise shit on us. From the girl who says no to the tall cunts who don't give a shit either way, we have to become number one so they kick themselves to death because they didn't realise out potential, and what we would one day turn into.
A lot of things went a little bit wrong last night, and a couple of things went a lot wrong.
They couldn't stop Jack from being happy.
Brighton tomorrow for Venetian Snares, should be awesome. I'm not coming to Bristol now, or Liverpool for that matter, but I hope everyone has fun. Peace out.