The Love Club

So as some of you may know, I saw Lorde and Serena Ryder at Folkfest tonight.
I had the best time. It was great, and amazing, and incredible, and unbelievable. It was everything wrapped into one.
God damn, I LOVE LORDE!!

Pictures to come since I took my good camera this time. I did however take a photo of Serena Ryder’s stage with my phone.


I’ve got my grandpa’s green Ford pickup truck for a couple of weeks. It’s a nice ride to blast the country music in.

I work 8-4 Friday, Saturday, and Sunday… Not looking forward to this weekend.
I’m doing a favor for the soccer club again, so I need to get hours in there as well.

My soccer for the summer is all complete. I need to start hitting the gym regularly again and watch what I’m eating.

I wish I was cuddling with my Janitor. I’m really into him and I crave his company constantly.
He has his daughter this weekend so I won’t be seeing him for a bit.
I’ve been getting a little fed up with the frequency of his texts. They are few and far between. I would say he doesn’t take much effort to see me or talk to me. I understand your busy during the day. But to go days without sending me a single text…. Get over yourself. I need to confront him. I’m dying to give him a taste of his own medicine but it’s so hard not to text him. And I don’t know if that would even work. It may also be a bit immature.
I wish things were simpler.

I had the worst calf cramp/charlie horse this morning. It’s been bothering me all day.


I’m in a clique but I want out
It’s not the same as when I was punched
In the old days there was enough
The card games and ease with the bitter salt of blood
I was in but I want out
My mother’s love is choking me
I’m sick of words that hang above my head
What about the kid? It’s time the kid got free

Be a part of the love club
Everything will glow for you
Go get punched for the love club
For the love club

I joined the club and it’s all on
There are fights for being my best friend
And the girls get their claws out
There’s something about hanging out with the wicked kids
Take the pill make it too real
The other day I forgot my old address
I’m sitting pretty on the throne
There’s nothing more I want
Except to be alone

Be a part of the love club
Everything will glow for you
Go get punched for the love club
For the love club

Your clothes are soaked and you don’t know where to go
So drop your chin and take yourself back home
And roll out your maps and papers
Find out your hiding places again
The only problem that I got with the club
Is how you’re severed from the people who watched you grow up
When you’re a member go on your great adventure again
And we’ll be waiting at the end

Be a part of the love club
Everything will glow for you
Go get punched for the love club
For the love club

Good night.
Love from all sides.
Talk soon.


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