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I'm not good at all this love stuff, and all these games. So if you say we're going to do something, and then you don't text me, am I supposed to message you a hundred times asking you what the hell's going on and if you're sleeping with someone else like I think you probably are, or play it cool and pretend I'm not going out of my mind when I actually am.
I can't play it cool, I am so utterly rubbish at any attempt to be cool and aloof. Why am I so rubbish?
Why does my imagination wind me up so...
I have this vague feeling that I ought to tell you where to shove it..
Why doesn't someone love me like I love everybody else...
and where is summer? I want summer!
Nothing interesting happened this week apart from there was a battle of the bands and I was bored and everyone got drunk and did loads of drugs so I went home.
And my bro just put a blink poster on his wall and it reminded me, holy shit, i love tom delonge.
xxx
I can't play it cool, I am so utterly rubbish at any attempt to be cool and aloof. Why am I so rubbish?
Why does my imagination wind me up so...
I have this vague feeling that I ought to tell you where to shove it..
Why doesn't someone love me like I love everybody else...
and where is summer? I want summer!
Nothing interesting happened this week apart from there was a battle of the bands and I was bored and everyone got drunk and did loads of drugs so I went home.
And my bro just put a blink poster on his wall and it reminded me, holy shit, i love tom delonge.
xxx