Bad day.
Turn on Pandora to zone out on some beloved tunes.
Well played, Pandora. You bitch.
I want my trust back.
Please.
Let there come a day where I’m not simultaneously the most enchanting, addictive person *he’s ever met as well as the love he hides from the world and keeps at arms length.
This shit is fucking old. I’m running out of patience. And goddamit, does it hurt like hell. Every time.
I’m always *fine*
But am I?
There’s a jazzy tune for every woe.
http://youtu.be/LtJLZ2zL2Os
“Drinkin’ again and thinkin’ of when, when you loved me
I’m havin’ a few and wishin’ that you were here
Makin’ the rounds, accepting a round from strangers
https://youtu.be/6T_zI3SijhE
I’m very picky about contemporary musical theater, but Scott Alan gets me right in the feels every time. A lot of personal resonance here for me.Enjoy.