Aria Dixon // Euterpe (museicalme) wrote in monte_rpg, @ 2012-03-21 23:39:00 |
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Current mood: | crushed |
Current music: | Best Coast - Our Deal |
Our Deal
I won't be in classes for the rest of the week, because not only have I come down with a nasty case of the sniffles, but I also ache like hell because someone screwed my brains out for like two days straight and I still want more messed up my ankle again. That's what I get for trying to roller skate home from work while on cold meds.
[filter; aidan]
Hey... long time no talk.You must hate I think it's best if we
I think we should. Talk, that is.
[filter; arron]
Thank you.
[filter; ben]
Arron says you 'fucked' with us, and while I refuse to believe you would do that to me, if you did I've decided I can't be mad. However, I do need my bestie something fierce. Let me know when we can talk.
[filter; private]
"When you leave me,
The bed is empty,
And I feel crazy,
Cause I didn't say anything.
I wish you would tell me,
How you really feel,
But you never tell me,
Cause that's not our deal..."
Never have lyrics spoken the truth so hard. I'm sitting in bed listening to this song on repeat, wearing his shirt, occasionally checking out the marks he left, feeling like a total lamer because I miss him already, and wishing nothing will change but knowing it already has.
This sucks so bad.