Song: Closing time –Semisonic
God I have really bad writers block right now. This song makes me think of a sad person who goes into a bar alone and then makes a friend, and their friend takes them home, and they make out or something. Gah that sounds like a horrible idea for a short story. God guys I’m stressed out and this stupid story thing just feels like an obligation instead of a fun thing like I thought it would be. Yet I’m gonna finish it I guess. Ugh cani t be closing time for this book? Lol so what was I writing about? Oh yeah.
If I was really depressed and I went to a bar, that wouldn’t happen because I’m underage, but I mean I know who I would want to take me home if I was stuck in a bar, except he lives pretty far away, and I mean, no it’s not like that between us, he’s just a family friend that’s older than me, and he kind of grew up around me and my older brother and he’s closer to my older brothers age then mine, but anyway, I think he’s the only one I would trust to pick me up at a bar.
Ok so maybe my brother because me and him are kinda close to tell the truth, but if I was depressed and at a bar honestly I’d be afraid of what I’d say to people. Like this one girl Savannah, I can’t stand her and yet I’m still friends with her. She’s like a ho, well not really she’s just desperate, and you know that one girl that acts like a desperate slut but still complains that no one will ever love her and she needs a boyfriend, when it seems like every girl on the planet likes her? Yeah that’s her. I mean my other friend she’s just a slut.
I don’t have a lot of friends, I mean I have aquetinces, but I mean one of them I don’t think I would want them to come pick me up at a bar. Exceot maybe one but she would laugh along with me at the bar, and probably get drunk off her ass with me. Lol but I mean wer’re not even close enough friends for me to do something like that. Anyway. That is my lame thoughts on this song, and maybe tomorrow I’ll be able to crank out something that’s actually you know story like.
