Its always the same shit!
I was working so much bla bla, I was busy bla bla, I was restlessly bla bla, I was sicklier bla bla bla, i was depressed BLA BLA BLA BLA BLA BLAAA - Who the fucking cares!!!
If mondays were fun, junk food didn’t fat, girls didn’t cause so much drama, guys weren’t so confusing, and goodbyes only meant until tomorrow.
Wouldn’t life be perfect.