i'm fucking exhausted.
i have a headache from all the coffee i drank today.
i don't want to be awake anymore.
i'm the female equivalent to a 40 something male that wear's plaid jackets, drinks 40's and stares at all the little girlies. i wonder if i creep out my friends...
i smoke too much.
3 am 2 days in a row, 6 am for my little brain. well worth it but leaving my body limp and useless. they say we're finished early tonight. rumors i think.
eyes are heavy, back and brain are throbbing, stomach is full of coffee... i should probably eat something.
I HAVE A HUGE CRUSH ON SEAN but he's my boss, and it's a little awkward. oh well. at least sicily is here. she's so fucking HOT! i'm so glad we're sharing a bed. i just lay there and fantasize about her perfect ass...i haven't slept all weekend. DAMN! that ass!!
i want a bath... smelly good things, candles... relaxing bath. stress overload starts today. maybe it's PMS. maybe it's not PMS and i just know that i'm running out of time.
note to self: get it the fuck together jackass...
for once, i think i've run out of things to say.
i'm lieing, i have all kinds of things to say, it would just be smarter of me not to. it's always smarter of me not to. my words are eating my insides...
shh...
xo.
t.
notice my use of these --> '
i have a horrendous voice, yet i still sing don't stop beleivin' over and over... best.song.ever.
Just a small town girl living in alonly world
She took the midnight train going anywhere
Just a city boy born and raised in South Detroit
He took the midnight train going anywhere
A singer in a smoky room the smell of wine and cheap parfume
For a smile they can share the night.
It goes on and on and on and on
Strangers waiting up down the boulevard.
Their shadows searchin in the night
Streetlight people living to find emotion
Hiding somewhere in the night
Working hard to get my fill everybody wants a thrill
Payin anything to roll the dice. Just one more time.
Some will win some will lose some were born to sing the blues.
Oh the movie never ends. It goes on and on and on and on...
Dont stop believing.
Hold on to the feeling.
Streetlight people.
i have a headache from all the coffee i drank today.
i don't want to be awake anymore.
i'm the female equivalent to a 40 something male that wear's plaid jackets, drinks 40's and stares at all the little girlies. i wonder if i creep out my friends...
i smoke too much.
3 am 2 days in a row, 6 am for my little brain. well worth it but leaving my body limp and useless. they say we're finished early tonight. rumors i think.
eyes are heavy, back and brain are throbbing, stomach is full of coffee... i should probably eat something.
I HAVE A HUGE CRUSH ON SEAN but he's my boss, and it's a little awkward. oh well. at least sicily is here. she's so fucking HOT! i'm so glad we're sharing a bed. i just lay there and fantasize about her perfect ass...i haven't slept all weekend. DAMN! that ass!!
i want a bath... smelly good things, candles... relaxing bath. stress overload starts today. maybe it's PMS. maybe it's not PMS and i just know that i'm running out of time.
note to self: get it the fuck together jackass...
for once, i think i've run out of things to say.
i'm lieing, i have all kinds of things to say, it would just be smarter of me not to. it's always smarter of me not to. my words are eating my insides...
shh...
xo.
t.
notice my use of these --> '
i have a horrendous voice, yet i still sing don't stop beleivin' over and over... best.song.ever.
Just a small town girl living in alonly world
She took the midnight train going anywhere
Just a city boy born and raised in South Detroit
He took the midnight train going anywhere
A singer in a smoky room the smell of wine and cheap parfume
For a smile they can share the night.
It goes on and on and on and on
Strangers waiting up down the boulevard.
Their shadows searchin in the night
Streetlight people living to find emotion
Hiding somewhere in the night
Working hard to get my fill everybody wants a thrill
Payin anything to roll the dice. Just one more time.
Some will win some will lose some were born to sing the blues.
Oh the movie never ends. It goes on and on and on and on...
Dont stop believing.
Hold on to the feeling.
Streetlight people.
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faseplant:
FUCK YEAH IT'S THE BEST SONG EVER! LIKE, NO DOI!
ryan:
i love reading your journals tegan.