Ok yes, i don't actually talk in english, but sometimes -just sometimes- i write my feelings like this. Maybe because it sounds better, maybe 'coz i've read a lot in english, maybe because i hate myself to much to even like my language.
Anyway what matters is... nothing actually matters here and now, but whatever...
So, the thing is, the other day (was it Saturday or Sunday ?) i was invited to a -sort of- concert by one of my best friends ever (witch name i might omit ). I was pretty exatide you know, i've had a crush on her since we finished high school (but never told her).
God ! the concert was not just bad it was shit a crappy chorus of the dumbest people you can get and -worst of all- everybody was clapping. But after the dumbs there came the fucking worst part of it, the rock band in witch my crush's boyfriend was. They were awful, tremendously awful the worst was their rockstar actitude, i hated them all of them.
After this we went to a bar, (yes the two of us) and i was so fucking shocked of how much of a bitch she was i couldn't tell her nothing. I'm starting to doubt the fact that i have a pair of balls.
the fucking end, till next time.
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