The Script title references!
You hear that? No, not the sirens I'm sleeping with, instead the beautiful sound of a new band book!
This is the third instalment of my original band books, so if you haven't already, go on and read the first two before...
I'm currently addicted to watching Pierce the Veil's "Collide with the Sky" vinyl spin.
I haven't taken it off the turntable since I got home from my grandmother's three weeks ago.
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(This is the third time I've listened to side A since returning from school.)
IT'S SPINNING (in Circles... heh... .... ... I'll leave..) AND IT'S SO AWESOME
I'M SO PROUD OF MY LITTLE MEXICAN PROBABLY-ILLEGAL-IN-AMERICA TACOS.
One might call this an obsession...
I THINK THIS MAY BE MY FAVOURITE ALBUM OF ALL TIME. I DON'T CARE HOW STEREOTYPICAL THAT IS. I LOVE IT TO DEATH.
Wow, I've no emotions towards humans (excluding bands and my friends here on Wattpad) but I have far too many emotions towards music...
I DON'T KNOW WHAT THIS CHAPTER IS ABOUT BUT I'VE REACHED FULL VOLUME AND HAVE DECIDED THAT THE ONLY WAY TO DEAL WITH THIS IS TO PURCHASE BETTER SPEAKERS.
SO YES.
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So during math I realised something: I've an extreme hate towards everyone at my school except around five to ten people.
I've also realised that I may have anger issues. Everyone: no shit, Sara.
