I just saw episode four of Skins season 3. And now i feel like having a whinge about life, by life i mean boys and being lonely. you know.... life.
skins made me feel oh so very lonely. somehow. i don't really get it myself. so im sitting here feeling like an old spinster, which is fucked i mean c'mon im sixteen. i have this little list of things i'd like a boy to be like. evidently said boy doesn't appear to exist. maybe i'm looking too hard. or not hard enough.
i'm listening to save by the rocket summer and im pretty sure it's not helping my mood any. but it's such a good song.
fml, man.
"i dont get it, im not asking for much. but everybody just wants something."
too true.
i just wish my "crush" would uncomplicate itself. fat chance considering it's a time matter.
i feel like breaking the fuck down, man. not kosher.
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