What is your best friend like?
I call her Bubbles.The name suits her; she’s as bubbly a personality as I’ve ever met. She gets adorably excited over every little thing, and her giggle could make an elephant smile, it’s that infectious.She’s the only one in our friend group that’s as introverted as I am, and it’s for this reason I love hanging out with her. We can sit together, me with my writing and her with her art, companionable in our silence.She’s the one person who can convince me to do dumb things with her, like the time we spent the night on the roof of the school in our pyjamas, talking about anything and everything that came to mind. Her gentle, pleading voice always wins me around every time she needs a partner in crime.She’s observant: she instinctively knows when there’s something wrong. She’s the kind of person who brushes away the “I’m fine”s and “I’m okay”s, holds you tight, kisses the top of your head, and tells you, “I know you’re not.”She’s filled to the brim with mischief, her brown eyes sparkling with it. There’s a smile, a specific smile, that spreads across her face that tells you: she is up to no good.She’s the first person I’d go to if I had a problem, the person I’d spam with anxious texts in the middle of the night, and she regularly does the same to me.She’s the girl that held my hand when I got my braces and people made fun of me, the girl that stuck by me through three crazy years of high school.She’s the one person I’d completely be myself around, the one person who knows me better than I know myself.She’s my best friend.
What cool song did you listen to today?
Pet Shop Boys - West End GirlsBleak lyrics and not to everyone's taste, but this to me is a tune.LyricsSometimes you're better off deadThere's a gun in your hand it's pointing at your headYou think you're mad too unstableKicking in chairs and knocking down tablesIn a restaurant in a West end townCall the police there's a mad man aroundRunning down undergroundTo a dive bar in a West end townIn a West end town a dead end worldThe East end boys and West end girlsIn a West end town in a dead end worldThe East end boys and West end girlsWest end girlsToo many shadows whispering voicesFaces on posters too many choicesIf when why what how much have you gotHave you got it do you get itIf so how oftenWhich do you chooseA hard or soft option(How much do you need)In a West end town a dead end worldThe East end boys and West end girlsIn a West end town in a dead end worldThe East end boys and West end girlsWest end girlsWest end girlsIn a West end town a dead end worldThe East end boys and West end girlsOoh a West end town in a dead end worldThe East end boys and West end girlsWest end girlsYou got a heart of glass or a heart of stoneJust you wait till I get you homeWe've got no futureWe've got no pastHere today built to lastIn every city and every nationFrom Lake Geneva to the Finland station(How far have you been)In a West end town a dead end worldThe East end boys and West end girlsIn a West end town in a dead end worldThe East end boys and West end girlsWest end girlsWest end girlsWest end girls(How far have you been)GirlsSongwriters: Christopher Lowe / Neil TennantWest End Girls lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.