Something happened at the start of this year – and I guess it happens every start of the year – but the reflections are running rife. From me – from all you internet’ers out there. It’s doing a few things:
- Getting me thinking in lists, reflection type lists. How cool (…not).
- Getting all you guys professing life meanings on Facebook, which none of us care about. Be the better person, eat less bread, run at least 3 times a week – just don’t tell me about it. Dickhead.
- Makes me think on this totally deep babysitters club level, which I hate. I’m not deep, I’m pretty surface level > new year, stop it.
We all have that someone you think of when you listen to songs like Shapes. Not meaning to get to heavy on you on a Thursday – but we all have a very special person that completely broke us. It’s not a question – it’s a fact.
My view on this is – it’s OK to be broken, when it sounds this disco. Roll on Astro Arron and remind me of the arseholes who I still think about when the other side of the bed is cold. Although you are making me a bit sad – my shoulders are shimmying, and not with the tears variety.
Confession is, I don’t think I could have said that for a good part of 2012.
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