I'm listening to the same song that Swedish girl I met in Bali told me about, touch me I'm going to scream part II, by My Morning Jacket. I love that song. Might be because it’s so downer or depressing, I don't fucking know. Whatever. I can’t fucking learn my lesson.
Keep falling for the same kind of girls. Why the fuck I crave affection so bad. Why the fuck I want to be hold, fall asleep next to a girl, cuddling her, hugging her, feeling her. Why? Why?
It’s 11.06pm, did a booze cruise today and instead of it being a happy history I’m actually not happy about it. Had a good time, drank lots of alcohol and saw beautiful beaches. The thing is like I did with “friends” people that probably won’t remember or care about me as soon as they go back to their countries. That’s why it’s really hard to make friends traveling, you don’t really know if they’re friends for life because that’s what they normally say. Yeah man, I’ll be there for you forever. What does that even mean?
Fuck everything.
I just really hope the Welsh girl is by my side when I wake up. She’s fucking adorable but still, feelings in public, oh no. Cares too much about what other people think.
My wound is almost healed up by the way in case anybody is wondering.
Carpe diem I guess...
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