Last night was amazing.
Everything else that happens now is a bonus.
Last night was amazing.
Everything else that happens now is a bonus.
One of my flatmates is vile and noisy and annoying but isnt actually a nasty person.
Whenever he has friends around he turns into the most immature prick of a bastard i think ive ever met.
His sub is on whilst playing car racing games…no need.
He literally SHOUTS.
They giggle in the corridor constantly….obviously up to something.
So i walk out of my room to go to the kitchen to get a glass of water and they all run into his room like little ten year old boys…..apparantly something is hilarious.
Its not.
It never is.
I tell you what IS hilarious though…all three of those boys are gunna be sleeping in a single bed as he has so much crap in his room that they cant sleep on the floor.
In the morning they are gunna be tired from all their badass antics, and im gunna be fresh as a daisy….then im gunna wake up before work…open my bedroom window and bedroom door and im gunna play blink 182 so goddamn loud until i leave for work ensuring they do NOT sleep.I am also going to sabbotage something of theirs as they are in their dreamy slumber.I am sneaky and i do not giggle and run off as i do things because that is obvious…i have a brain and do things when people are asleep or out or occupied.
BRING IT ON.
If they wanna play….LETS FUCKING PLAY.
Ill win.
End of.
So sorry, it’s over
so sorry, it’s over
there’s so much more that I wanted and (so sorry, it’s over)
there’s so much more that I needed and
time keeps moving on and on and on… (so sorry, it’s over)
soon we’ll all be gone
Let’s take some time to talk this over
you’re outta line and rarely sober
we can’t depend, on your excuses
because in the end it’s ****ing useless
you can only lean, on me for so long
bring the ship about to watch a friend drown
sittin’ out on a ledge, begged you to come down
you can only lean, on me for so long
I remember shots without a chaser
absent minded thoughts now you’re a stranger
cover up the scars, put on your game face
left you in a bar, to try and save face
you can only lean, on me for so long
bring the ship about to watch a friend drown
sittin’ out on a ledge, begged you to come down
you can only lean, on me for so long
So sorry, it’s over
so sorry, it’s over
there’s so much more that I wanted and (so sorry, it’s over)
there’s so much more that I needed and
time keeps moving on and on and on… (so sorry, it’s over)
soon we’ll all be gone
Man on a mission
can’t say I miss him around
insider information
hand in your resignation
loss of a good friend
best of intentions I found
tight lipped procrastination
ya, later… see you around