Music is My Boyfriend, Music is My Imaginary Friend

Hm okay

I’m really hoping for something here.

But it is likely not to come.  Hope, still, you know?

I really really want John though.

Shutup, you can’t fucking have him.  Stop dwelling on it, and do something.

Whatever.

I feel good

I feel bad

I feel happy

I feel sad

Am I in love?

….

Well this weekend better be good.  Damn it.