Hadelandstur på lørdag. Kvelden kan vel oppsumeres med eting, drekking og Geni-spilling. Vips! Så var klokka seks på morra'n. Good times!
Søndag var slitsom, men fin. Elendig vær på veien hjem fra Hadeland. Later til at Kong Vinter har kommet! Tilbake på Gjøvik var det kjeft, kjærlighet og god kyllinggryte på menyen.
Jaggu begynte en ny uke med de to først nevnte og. Kjeft og kjærlighet. Kjeftinga er så jævla slitsom og er virkelig i ferd med å brekke meg. Jeg ønsker å ta hensyn, men sett er sett, gjort er gjort, og jeg akter å fortsette. Det er mitt valg. Om det er et dumt valg, javel. Men MITT valg for faen.
Uff. Egentlig for sliten til å bitche om det.
(8)
I don't need you to worry for me cause I'm alright
I don't want you to tell me it's time to come home
I don't care what you say anymore, this is my life
Go ahead with your own life, leave me alone
I never said you had to offer me a second chance
(I never said you had to)
I never said I was a victim of circumstance
(I never said)
I still belong, don't get me wrong
You can speak your mind
But not on my time
They will tell you, you can't sleep alone in a strange place
Then they'll tell you, you can't sleep with somebody else
Ah, but sooner or later you sleep in your own space
Either way it's okay to wake up with yourself
I don't want you to tell me it's time to come home
I don't care what you say anymore, this is my life
Go ahead with your own life, leave me alone
I never said you had to offer me a second chance
(I never said you had to)
I never said I was a victim of circumstance
(I never said)
I still belong, don't get me wrong
You can speak your mind
But not on my time
They will tell you, you can't sleep alone in a strange place
Then they'll tell you, you can't sleep with somebody else
Ah, but sooner or later you sleep in your own space
Either way it's okay to wake up with yourself
(8)
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