And so here settles my writers block. My hands no longer able to type freely, my mind not on set.
So what came of my friday? A few twists,turns,moments of pissedoffedness(yes its a real word) and of course the usual lack of sleep.
A couple beers and coasting I was.
And once again I was snared by her. Her eyes like fucking emeralds looking into mine. I swear you can fall in love in those moments.
I admit I felt lost at earlier in the night. frustration ran through as she apeared to be ignoring me, unable to make eye contact or hold a conversation for more than 3 seconds. Didnt stop me buying her a drink though. I'm nice like that.
Anyway moral of this compeletely shit and pointless post. You can't always get what you want.
But you might just get what you need.

Fuck.