It'll be a while. We're not quite world class yet.
Getting us through an airport might be tricky.
We've played two shows. Just by being reliable and entertaining we have two good references. Three more bookings followed. Social media's buzzing. It's exciting to be the start of something new.
I also have a 'boyfriend' who just asked me to marry him. The hammer's going to have to be dropped soon enough.
But I didn't expect to feel this guilty about it. Sure, I've been manipulating his emotions and feelings but at the same time, when someone gets down on one knee and outright tells your you're the most important thing in the world to them, it sort of makes you stop and, you almost hope you could to.
And then I remember. I made him feel that way. Just being around me makes him feel good.
Like an addiction.
Lou's going to meet him in a bar tomorrow and they're going to hit it off in a way that he just can't help. I'm going to go over to his house in the morning to pick up some clothes I left behind tonight, and there they'll be. And he's going to plead and beg about how he couldn't help it and I'm going to have to be hard-hearted and terminate. Never tell him that he's right, he was set up the whole time.... and he'll spend the rest of his life thinking it's his fault for screwing it up.
Time to end this.
We got the start we needed.
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--m(^0^)m-- Wot, no sig?
Getting us through an airport might be tricky.
We've played two shows. Just by being reliable and entertaining we have two good references. Three more bookings followed. Social media's buzzing. It's exciting to be the start of something new.
I also have a 'boyfriend' who just asked me to marry him. The hammer's going to have to be dropped soon enough.
But I didn't expect to feel this guilty about it. Sure, I've been manipulating his emotions and feelings but at the same time, when someone gets down on one knee and outright tells your you're the most important thing in the world to them, it sort of makes you stop and, you almost hope you could to.
And then I remember. I made him feel that way. Just being around me makes him feel good.
Like an addiction.
Lou's going to meet him in a bar tomorrow and they're going to hit it off in a way that he just can't help. I'm going to go over to his house in the morning to pick up some clothes I left behind tonight, and there they'll be. And he's going to plead and beg about how he couldn't help it and I'm going to have to be hard-hearted and terminate. Never tell him that he's right, he was set up the whole time.... and he'll spend the rest of his life thinking it's his fault for screwing it up.
Time to end this.
We got the start we needed.
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--m(^0^)m-- Wot, no sig?