You are dreaming.

Say what you say, I am listening, I am all ears... but if you still believe I'm thinking of you, you're dreaming.

As I waited like a dumbass, I felt very (and forgive me for saying this) Avril Lavigne today. You know, oldschool before-I-dyed-my-hair-and-sold-out Avril, when shes standing on a bridge, waiting in the dark, thinking you'd be here by now. Minus the bridge...and the dark.

Luckily I can't be bothered feeling annoyed. I can't be bothered feeling anything at all. I may file a missing persons report though, if I wind up feeling girfriendy.




I don't want my mini-holiday to finish. I could party with these cool kids and hide away in your room watching Top Gear a bit longer. I don't need to go back to reality.