💫🌲FORREST❕🌲💫

I’m losing my shit rn gng 

GAHHHHH sorry I haven’t been posting much! I’ve been SUUPER busy, especially with my band concert TONIGHT and then ANOTHER ONE for the SCHOOL in Friday, so I’m busy trying to practice my ASS OFF for these cuz one of our songs have SIXTEENTH NOTES and I know it ain’t that bad but MATE I’M A FLUTE I CAN’T DO THIS SHIT 

I am not the sunshine 
          I am not the moon at night
          Well who else could I be
          When I can hardly see?
          I am not the sunshine
          I am not the moon at night
          I’m no one if I’m no where inbetween

GUH
          
          I finally started working on chapter 11
          

We can write the chapter of existence starting now
          Starting now, we’ll throw it all down
          I can see the shadows in the water, on the ground
          On the ground, they follow me around
          
          Behind every story, there’s a quick end
          Behind every smile, there’s a clown
          To understand it, guess I’d have to be a dead man
          Trying not to laugh out loud
          
          I can hear a lonely operator on the phone
          On the phone, she can’t call home
          Overseas, the burns are third degree
          And the collection plate’s been passed, and received by me
          I wish I could tell you, all you children, why you’re here
          Why you’re here—we’d all sing along
          Isn’t that something? ‘Cause there’s no way of knowing ‘till you’re gone
          When I’m gone, I’ll prove you all wrong
          
          Behind every woman, there’s a good man
          Trying not to bug the hell out
          To understand it, guess I’d have to be a dead man
          Trying not to laugh out loud
          
          Lord, don’t take me out
          Lord, don’t take me out
          Lord, don’t take me out
          Lord, don’t take me out
          Lord, don’t take me out
          Lord, don’t take me out
          Lord, don’t take me out
          
          
          Behind every story, there’s a quick end
          Behind every smile, there’s a clown
          To understand it, guess I’d have to be a dead man
          Trying not to laugh out—
          Behind every woman, there’s a good man
          Trying not to bug the hell out
          To understand it, guess I’d have to be a dead man
          Trying not to laugh out loud
          Trying not to laugh out loud
          Trying not to laugh out loud
          
          (Dead Man by Self)

I’m gonna crash out if one more fuckass boy asks me if I like my really gay friend while I am not attracted to boys istfg 

UR SUCH A GOOD WRITERRR AHHH

ballz