fuck i haven't done an entry in so long
um anyways hey i guess so much has happened since last time i updated george said he liked me the other day
i told him that i liked him too i wanted to tell him everything i write about him in here but i knew that this journal thing is for a later time
i've been thinking about printing it out and adding the pages everytime i make a new entry because of what it kinds on means to me yknow
i'd love to be able to have this hidden away somewhere for me to forget about and find in the future
i'm listening to smells like teen spirit again i haven't heard this since i was like seventeen
my mother dropped by with drista earlier she's staying over i'd like to say that she's asleep, but i think i'd be lying if i did, knowing her and sapnap
lately i've became more and more touch deprived i don't even think it's touch deprivation anymore i just want to be able to fly george out here and spend all of my time with him in this incense + aftershave shithole
that's all it is now
my room is just smells of the stench of incense + aftershave
here's a #compilation of my favourite lyrics because i need somewhere to put them
when you're on a holiday
you can't find the words to say
all the things that come to you
and i wanna feel it too (island in the sun, weezer)
and i go crazy cause here isn't where i wanna be and satisfaction feels like a distant memory and i can't help myself all i wanna ever say is r u mine? (r u mine? arctic monkeys)
you were a stranger in my phonebook i was acting like I knew
cause i had nothing to lose
when the winter's in full swing and your dreams just aren't coming true
ain't it funny what you'll do?when the zeros line up on the twenty-four hour clock
when you know who's calling even though the number is blocked
when you walked around your house wearing my sky blue lacoste
and your knee socks
(knee socks, arctic monkeys)
she's got eyes of the bluest skies
as if they thought of rain
i'd hate to look into those eyes and see an ounce of pain her hair reminds me of a warm safe place
where as a child i'd hide
and pray for the thunder and the rain to quietly pass me by (sweet child o' mine, guns n' roses)
your lips, my lips, apocalypse
your lips, my lips, apocalypse
go and sneak us through the rivers
flood is rising up on your knees, oh please
come out and haunt me, i know you want me
come out and haunt me (apocalypse, cigarettes after sex)
okay i'm done with expressing how mentally ill i am
drista just came in she made me dance with her while sapnap sang, well more shouted the lyrics of texas rezkinoff
we watched fear street together earlier and all talked about how hot simon + ruby lane were
i think i'd be able to get george here if he moved in me and sapnap would let him self isolate in a room for two weeks and get tests every day of those two weeks he could get a business visa omg i'm so smart
i'm gonna sleep it's literally seven am and i haven't slept bye
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