cheers, you fucking prick.
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We broke up from school last week, and in the final assembly some of the other girls had put a photo montagey thing together, and put Dancing In The Moonlight in the background…
That song means so much to me, and I only realised that during the slideshow, when a tear ran down my face.
That song was the song I was asked to play with the band. Which lead to me becoming friends with the guys, and then a permanent band member. It sort of lead to me meeting my ex-boyfriend, who I loved (and then lost again to America -.- )… it lead to incredible festival experiences, and a dream future that probably won’t happen but is nice to imagine.
Jesus. I’m not going to be able to ever hear that song again without welling up.
reblog if a band has ever made you cry
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That awkward moment when your friend unknowingly shatters your heart.
oh the irony. The song we’re covering in band explains my feelings towards one of the guys exactly. I’ve got to get over him; last time we were out, he didn’t come over when the others left. He left too. I think that’s the end of our casual, easy thing. Idk. I’ve got a date with someone else later. See if that goes anywhere.
It’s you that I want so please,
Just a casual, casual easy thing.
Is it? It is for me
And I like you
Yeah I like you
And I like you, I like you, I like you,
Yeah I like you.
And I feel wahoo, wahoo, wahoo!
Happy zombie Jesus day. celebrating by analysing poetry and listening to the cure. oh wait, that’s just a normal day.
lol. best friends aren’t supposed to abandon you on your birthday. #justsaying
OMFG OMFG ASDFASGAHDGIAJSFPM
MILES KANE JUST CONFIRMED FOR OPTIMUSALIVE.
I’M NOT EVEN ASHAMED OF THE GIRLY SCREAMING THAT JUST OCCURRED.
EVEN BETTER, HE’S ON THE SMALL STAGE WHICH MEANS I WILL PROBABLY GET TO MEET HIM!!!! SO SO SO SO SO HAPPY RIGHT NOW.
Personal. Apologies to followers, you don’t have to read.
Lostprophets just confirmed for Optimus. Between seeing them and Blink 182, I know I’m going to end up crying at some point. It’s not easy getting over somebody when you know that they should be there with you.
It’s been over seven months yet you’ve still not left my mind. Do you know how pathetic that makes me feel? Seven months. You’d moved on in two weeks. Or you were just doing it to make me jealous, to punish me for doing the right thing. It’s not my fault. Long distance never works. You made me the happiest person alive for four months and I dream of having that happiness again.
Is it the happiness I cling to? Those distant memories of walks in the park, kisses on the beach, climbing the rocks and staring out at the sea, aimless wandering around the marine… I walk past “our bench” every single day and for the first month, it would torment me.
It got easier over time, yes. In fact, I was fine in December. Then you came home for the holidays and appeared without warning… we hadn’t spoken in four months. Then you turned up once again.
I want to be friends again. I can live without being together in a couple, I want my best friend back. I could tell you anything and you would understand, you wouldn’t judge, you wouldn’t ever call me stupid or an idiot. You understood everything. And I understood you, even when nobody else could. I comforted you, I gave you advice, I loved you. And, despite what everyone else told me, you loved me too. I know you did. I knew you.
How I wish I could readd you on facebook and talk to you, see how you’ve been, ask how your music’s going, ask how your life is. I could, theoretically. There’s nothing stopping me. Except- everything is.
Who knows. I might ask your brother. He’s one of my best friends too. Of course, he won’t know what to say, and we’ll have an awkward silence before getting another drink. You were a good influence on me, I never used to drink that much with you. Now look at me, out every week, wasting money, stumbling home, aiming to forget but the memories are just more painful.
AKA What a life.
