Another drunken night up the club last night watching some garbage boy band pretending to play - it's annoying that bands like that get paid good money to go up and mime... was a strange kind of night were nothing much happened. Me and our Anth went skating and then to the snooker centre, then back to the flat for a few drinks so I was drunk before I even got to the club.
Had a couple of dreams about Vicky last night - in one of them she told me she feels the same about me as I do of her... if only!
' I'm missing your bed, I never sleep.
Avoiding the spots where we'd have to speak
and this bottle of beast is taking me home
I'm cuddling close to blankets and sheets
But you're not alone, and you're not discreet
Make sure I know who's taking you home
I'm reading your note over again
There's not a word that I comprehend
except when you sign it,
"I will love you always, and forever."
As for now, I'm gonna hear the saddest songs
and sit alone and wonder how you're making out
but as for me I wish that I was anywhere
with anyone, making out
I'm missing your laugh. How did it break?
And when did your eyes begin to look fake?
I hope you're as happy as you are pretending
I'm cuddling close to blankets and sheets.
And I am alone in my defeat.
I wish I knew you were safely at home
I'm missing your bed, I never sleep.
Avoiding the spots where we'd have to speak.
And this bottle of beast is taking me home'