“The definition of a diary but put into a song
Everything I ever meant to say but always said it wrong
Every day I dial your number I just never make the call
It’s like standing on the edge so I can contemplate the fall

Did you forget you said forever when I asked how long you’d stay
And that we’d always make it better if it ever went astray?
I guess liars aren’t compatible, that’s why we parted ways
It doesn’t change the fact I still believe in everything you say”


when my mum was my age she had to do an assembly to her school about something she loved, so she decided to do an assembly on how important joy division were and played them her records and she wore this shirt but everyone laughed at her….now i’m wearing the shirt and continuing the legacy