Checking my emails every five minutes. What the fuck am I expecting?
Is this my answer to a bit of interest? How very pathetic of me.
What happened to my decision? It's not an option, remember?
And it's just a song and some puzzling words. And a very nebulous moment.
I'm responsible for what happens. So I need my brain thinking straight.
Just calm down, shut the fuck up and stop acting like an idiot.
I feel like I'm seventeen myself.
1 comment:
i feel like i'm fourty two or something.
i love you at your seventeen's.
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