i think blogger beta sucks.
i don't really like the function of it.
but who the hell cares anyway.
nessa is going to work later.
finish by 1130.
and go home and sleep.
find the determination and get my ass to school in the morning.
yes.
nessa is getting broke soon.
so she shall not spend so much when she goes out with sam on saturday.
i'm sorry LW.
i can't go for meeting.
so i need to pass alot of stuff to someone.
sleep is begging me to go to her.
oh hell.
i think i shall be like my manager.
take a shot of espresso like it is.
gosh.
i think the taste will suck.
jo!
please come to work.
i don't want to teach people how to steam milk!
but anyway.
oh hello manuel!
you're comign tot work today.
please don't be dumb and horny.
thank you.
but you know you love me right manuel?
i shall go back to ctp and visit them!
those darling coffeebeanies i've worked with.
maybe i'll buy you all something.
haha.
who knows.
GOD;
help me now.
cause i know i need the strength.
to go through all the mess that i've created for myself.
and tell em that i'm stronger than this.
and i have people by my side to help me in everystep of the way.
This is the end you know
Lady, the plans we had went all wrong
We ain’t nothing but fight and shout and tears
We got to a point I can’t stand
I’ve had it to the limit; I can’t be your man
I ain’t more than a minute away from walking
We can’t cry the pain away
We can’t find a need to stay
I slowly realized there’s nothing on our side
Out of my life, Out of my mind
Out of the tears that we can’t deny
We need to swallow all our pride
And leave this mess behind
Out of my head, Out of my bed
Out of the dreams we had, they’re bad
Tell them it’s me who made you sad
Tell them the fairytale gone bad
Another night and I bleed
They all make mistakes and so did we
But we did something we can never turn back right
Find a new one to fool
Leave and don’t look back. I won’t follow
We have nothing left. It’s the end of our time
We can’t cry the pain away
We can’t find a need to stay
There’s no more rabbits in my hat to make things right
Out of my life, Out of my mind
Out of the tears we can’t deny
We need to swallow all our pride
And leave this mess behind
Out of my head, Out of my bed
Out of the dreams we had, they’re bad
Tell them it’s me who made you sad
Tell them the fairytale gone bad
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