Uh oh

11

Oh when my love, my darling,
You've left me here alone.
I'll walk the streets of London
Which once seemed all our own.

The vast suburban churches,
Together we have found:
The ones which smelt of gaslight,
The ones in incense drown'd

Life dealt me some shit hands but he's done it for everyone right. It smells like burning outside and I am little worried. I shouldn't be writing my house could be on fire.
I'm listening to this shit throwback playlist, when I listen to something titled 'throw back' I expect 80s but not this is 2000s and a little bit late 90s....... Which I find a little confusing. But in a way I guess that is what throw back is for me Being born in the mid nineties.

I like music, it can stop you from over thinking but it can also make you overthink. Although I must say it is totally nessacary to play it loudly when the kid next door is doing overtly boisterous impressions of jar jar binks.

I hate myself so much, why do I have to be in love with a man? Why can't I just fall for an average looking girl from down the street like Sam and johnny did.

Also when you are alone Drarry is a fucking blessing and I don't care if I sound like a 13 year old fan girl.