A harsh, high pitched bleep wakes you from your sleep, bringing you back into the world. It's the next best thing to pitch black in your room as you sit up in your bed, sleep deprived having stayed up till 5am. A draft of cold air rolls through the room, bounding up your back, sending shivers down your spine. Fuck this. You get up, move the curtains and look out of the window.
It's a typical cold, grey, miserable-as-hell winter morning. It looks like it should be 3am, but it isn't. It's 7:10, and you need to get ready. You try and fight it but you know you have to get washed and dressed, you know you have to face the world.
Fuck this, man.
She broke your heart, she fucking lied to you. Everything was going just fine and dandy and then.....then this.
Fuck this, man.
You pack your things and prepare to venture outside of the house. You're all wrapped up warm, but as soon as you walk out that door it doesn't matter. The wind is the perhaps the cruelest fucker on the planet. He goes straight through you, bringing a freezing sensation to your entire body. Heck, he brings a freezing sensation to parts of your body you didn't even know existed.
You stop for a moment. You look around. Cold, hungry, miserable as fuck. Heck, you're heartbroken. You want nothing more than to curl up in a ball and shun the world. And yet here you are on this miserable day, doing your usual thing like nothing's different.
The winter landscape with its dead trees, pale skies and dimly lit streets seems to reflect your own tormented soul...
It's a cold winter morning, you're tired, you're heartbroken and you've got a long day ahead of you.
FUCK YEAH, TIME TO LISTEN TO SOME SEAM!
Give it a listen
She said we should "just be friends" because I don't buy enough music
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