workin' as if the devils after my soul,
plannin' to the hilt and back again.
focused on everythin' but the writing on the wall,
thinking so hard I can't remember what I'm meant to be doin.
plannin' to the hilt and back again.
focused on everythin' but the writing on the wall,
thinking so hard I can't remember what I'm meant to be doin.
It'd be nice to have a plan for tonight that's just for me.
Worked today - a saturday, working tomorrow - a sunday. I'm fine with that, but it's Saturday night, and not that long ago, I would be dolled up and about to be smashed right about now. Funny how life changes on you like that. I wonder if I can get anyone keen to go out with me tonight..
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well! funny thing happened to me on the way to the bank.. (not actually on the way to the bank)...
My best mates texted tonight and asked why we hadn't gone out in forever and when would we be. Planned a night out on the town verrryyy sooonn.. good things happen to those that wait..
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