Categories > Celebrities > Fall Out Boy > There's no sleep for the broken hearts
1:07am 12/05/98 Monday
I can’t sleep, I never do. It’s become a habit; I stay up all night and wander around like a zombie during the day. I can do this for days on end. It’s kinda my talent.
Anyway, I should probably introduce myself. My name is Peter Lewis Kingston Wentz III. But just call me Pete. Or ya know, don’t. I’m 19 and I play bass, usually in my parent’s garage. I like to write, as you can tell, so I thought this would be a good way to spend my time, instead of staring at the ceiling above my bed.
Today my friend skipped school to hang with me, his names Joe; we had trolley races down this hill behind my place. Got some mean bruises from that. But it was totally worth it, next time I’ll film it and post it here too.
/I’ll fill this space with lies
And greedily, you’ll lap them up
If you loved me;
You’d live with me in this house I’ve built with writers block’s/
I can’t sleep, I never do. It’s become a habit; I stay up all night and wander around like a zombie during the day. I can do this for days on end. It’s kinda my talent.
Anyway, I should probably introduce myself. My name is Peter Lewis Kingston Wentz III. But just call me Pete. Or ya know, don’t. I’m 19 and I play bass, usually in my parent’s garage. I like to write, as you can tell, so I thought this would be a good way to spend my time, instead of staring at the ceiling above my bed.
Today my friend skipped school to hang with me, his names Joe; we had trolley races down this hill behind my place. Got some mean bruises from that. But it was totally worth it, next time I’ll film it and post it here too.
/I’ll fill this space with lies
And greedily, you’ll lap them up
If you loved me;
You’d live with me in this house I’ve built with writers block’s/
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