saarawesterberg

Mitt gamla dalhem va här idag och spelade träningsmatch mot mitt nya Vimmerby. Behövde verkligen träffa er. Alldeless för länge sen. Och se fotboll. Hur kan man inte tycka om fotboll?! Älskar det. Hoppas bara jag med kan få känna på gräset snart. Dumma knä. Så ikväll ska jag fira mig bästa dag på länge med att gå på saint Patricks day fest hos Sara och Martina. Hitta inget grönt hemma förutom denna:
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Now and then I think of when we were together
Like when you said you felt so happy you could die
Told myself that you were right for me
But felt so lonely in your company
But that was love and it's an ache I still remember

You can get addicted to a certain kind of sadness
Like resignation to the end, always the end
So when we found that we could not make sense
Well you said that we would still be friends
But I'll admit that I was glad it was over

But you didn't have to cut me off
Make it like it never happened and that we were nothing
And I don't even need your love
But you treat me like a stranger and that feels so rough
No you didn't have to stoop so low
Have your friends collect your records and then change your number
I guess that I don't need that though
Now you're just somebody that I used to know

Now you're just somebody that I used to know

Now and then I think of all the times you screwed me over
But had me believing it was always something that I'd done
But I don't wanna live that way
Reading into every word you say
You said that you could let it go
And I wouldn't catch you hung up on somebody that you used to know

But you didn't have to cut me off
Make it like it never happened and that we were nothing
And I don't even need your love
But you treat me like a stranger and that feels so rough
And you didn't have to stoop so low
Have your friends collect your records and then change your number
I guess that I don't need that though
Now you're just somebody that I used to know

Tror jag hade bästa kvällen i mitt liv igår. Fan va bra det va. Så glad att vi fick tag på biljetter till slut! Efter avicii va vi på ambassadör och dansade tills de stängde kl.5, sen taxi tillbaka till Globen och somnade på riccardos hotellrum. Så det blev gratis hotellfrukost imorse. Nu sitter jag på centralen och väntat på att få åka hem. Mår så jävla dåligt idag. Sjuk + bakis är ingen bra kombination, och min röst är borta. Bra kväll helt enkelt.
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