I fucked up. I can be the first to tell you I'm an anti-good luck charm, it's probably obvious when looking at me. I've just had the best and worst week of my life and I can only remember one moment of it.
It started when I went to see my band mate Joe in New York City for a week. I wanted some freedom and fun but it seems like I bit off more than I could chew. I don't know why I did the things I did, maybe drunkenness on more than alcohol, the worst thing to drink in is your ego.
The first thing I remember is the bar, the last thing I remember is the hang over on the plane ride home and trying to sleep it off and trying to remember at all.
She was beautiful. Dark hair, perfect skin, blue stormy rainy day eyes.
Her eyes were the first thing I noticed from across the bar after throwing back a couple shots. She was smirking at me so I smiled back and decided to take the challenge and go over to her. It was a decision I would regret, appreciate, and barely remember. If I only knew the sort of curse that would come with this woman, I would be damned in my own hell, tortured by the blurry image of her in my mind.
Hey guys! Just a little peek at this story for you. Let me know if you like it so I can keep writing it. Its based off a new song by fall out boy called "Twin Skeletons (Hotel in NYC)" it's not technically out yet but you can find it out there if you really want to hear it.
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Twin Skeletons
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