Winner

Somnade slutligen runt elva förut... Det är inte normalt... Gick upp strax innan fyra... Haha. 
Kommer ju inte kunna sova i natt heller, men det är ju faktiskt inte så konstigt. Finns en massa saker jag vill göra, men resten av samhället, framför allt västtrafik vill inte samarbeta. Rastlös! Så ska spela lite Age of Empires och eventuellt plugga då jag har sjukt mycket som ska vara gjort innan lovets slut. Fml.  



"I was staring at the sky, just looking for a star 
To pray on, or wish on, or something like that 
I was having a sweet fix of a daydream of a boy 
Whose reality I knew, was a hopeless to be had 
But then the dove of hope began it's downward slope 
And I believed for a moment that my chances 
Were approaching to be grabbed 
But as it came down near, so did a weary tear 
-I thought it was a bird, but it was just a paper bag 
-Hunger hurts, and I want him so bad, oh it kills 
'cause I know I'm a mess he don't wanna clean up 
I got to fold 'cause these hands are too shaky to hold 
-Hunger hurts, but starving works, when it costs too much to love 
And I went crazy again today, looking for a strand to climb 
Looking for a little hope 
Baby said he couldn't stay, wouldn't put his lips to mine, 
And a fail to kiss is a fail to cope 
I said, "Honey, I don't feel so good, don't feel justified 
Come on put a little love here in my void,' - he said 
"It's all in your head,' and I said, "So's everything' - 
But he didn't get it - I thought he was a man 
But he was just a little boy"

Fiona Apple – Paper Bag
Postat låten förut... Men den är bra!