Band blues, I’m not even in a band.

Now sitting at a bar in the woods, it’s full of screaming girls and weird looking guys. My bf is high on a thing, and I’m yawning constantly while a band plays a Clash cover. I don’t really feel like talking to anyone and I’m out of beer and money. Wow so bored. I know a handful of people here but I feel like they know me because of my bf and don’t really give much of a shit. Maybe it’s just that I don’t give much of a shit. I have a crush on the guitarist of this band, he might be the bass player, though.

My bf just came back and will buy me a beer. I hope we leave soon.

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