He’s on the dance floor yelling Freebird Singing off pitch but he knows every word
Grabs him a girl and he holds on tight
He’s chasing everything in sight
He’ll fall apart when he gets home
But right now his worries are gone
Life looks good, good, good
Billy’s got his beer goggles on
Hey!
You know what sucks? and im not JUST saying this...i seriously mean it.
EVERY single effing time i think about [someone inparticular] i feel sick to my stomach.
I mean, if im eating, i immediatly lose my apppetite and feel like i need to run for a bathroom.
it is so friggen bad and i dont know i let this [someone inparticular] get to me.
Its running my brain. like...i have my good days, when this [someone inparticular] hardly crosses my mind.
but their always always there. i cant get away from it.
its crazy, and it sucks. and i hate it.
how did i let this [someone inparticular] get so far into me that it is running my life?
and its not like i can just not talk to this [someone inparticular] b/c...well they call me...and i "hang out" with them. b/c i just cant find it in me to deny this [someone inparticular]
They are my addiction. and i am completely addicted to what this [someone inparticular] has to offer.
Its crazy stupid, and i feel like a total retard admitting it...especially on here, but w.e.
on a lighter note. i went to kohls today with my mom. bought a few (more like 6 or 7) shirts some zipper up jackets and underwear!
im obsessed with buying underwear. its almost pathetic.
but you can never have enough underwear, can you?
im going to get my hair done at 11:30 on Saturdayyyyy.
cool beans.
im going to the mall tomorrow to get new shoes! new ETNIES to be specific.
anyways, im outie.
Latersssssss
He’s chasing everything in sight
He’ll fall apart when he gets home
But right now his worries are gone
Life looks good, good, good
Billy’s got his beer goggles on
Hey!
You know what sucks? and im not JUST saying this...i seriously mean it.
EVERY single effing time i think about [someone inparticular] i feel sick to my stomach.
I mean, if im eating, i immediatly lose my apppetite and feel like i need to run for a bathroom.
it is so friggen bad and i dont know i let this [someone inparticular] get to me.
Its running my brain. like...i have my good days, when this [someone inparticular] hardly crosses my mind.
but their always always there. i cant get away from it.
its crazy, and it sucks. and i hate it.
how did i let this [someone inparticular] get so far into me that it is running my life?
and its not like i can just not talk to this [someone inparticular] b/c...well they call me...and i "hang out" with them. b/c i just cant find it in me to deny this [someone inparticular]
They are my addiction. and i am completely addicted to what this [someone inparticular] has to offer.
Its crazy stupid, and i feel like a total retard admitting it...especially on here, but w.e.
on a lighter note. i went to kohls today with my mom. bought a few (more like 6 or 7) shirts some zipper up jackets and underwear!
im obsessed with buying underwear. its almost pathetic.
but you can never have enough underwear, can you?
im going to get my hair done at 11:30 on Saturdayyyyy.
cool beans.
im going to the mall tomorrow to get new shoes! new ETNIES to be specific.
anyways, im outie.
Latersssssss