Post by landon caleb o'callaghan on Apr 28, 2012 16:23:47 GMT -5
| [atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style, border-radius: 2em; -moz-border-radius: 2em; background-image:url(), width: 400px; height: 400px;] You're guaranteed to run this town Woah, Mona Lisa, I'd pay to see you frown He senses something, call it desperation Another dollar, another day And if she had the proper words to say, ( She would tell him But she'd have nothing left to sell him --------------- ! ) Rubbing the left side of his head, the young man looked around the quiet office as he heard the muffled sounds that were coming from behind the wall. Landon couldn’t handle it today, his head was ready to explode and he was getting sick of everyone that came within his radar. It was as if everyone was his enemy today. Lan didn’t actually know why he was acting this way, maybe he woke up on the wrong side of the bed? That saying was probably one of the many sayings that he despised. What was the point in them? If you wanted to say that someone was being a moody fuck then you might as well just say it. Then again, that was just Lan and how he thought. Quickly and suddenly his piercing blue eyes were resting on the clock that was ticking away, second by second. A loud sigh escaped his mouth while he spun round in his chair. Mr O’Callaghan didn’t want to be here any longer, he was sick of spending most of his time here; this really was what you call a punishment – in his mind it was. However, others would have loved it here. Sure, Landon may have been the type of guy who loved to drink and have a good time but that didn’t happen if he was actually working. Not that he was doing much today. Right that was it, Lan had decided he was getting out of here and going for a run. It was dark outside meaning that it was the perfect time for him to go – only because it would be peaceful. Well, as peaceful as it could get around here. Lan stood in the office for a moment as he searched for his bag that was sitting in the corner; his emergency bag. Whenever Landon felt that he couldn’t handle being in the club anymore he would go for a run and that was where he kept his jogging clothes. Before he knew it Landon was running along the beach with, what looked like, a furious look on his face. Landon didn’t like being alone with his thoughts but that was happening right this second. Maybe running was a bad idea? Right now he didn’t care, just as long as he was away from the noise. Landon pulled his headphones up to his ears as he heard the faint music get louder. Okay, this was noise as well but it was noise that he wanted. While Linkin Park shouted through his ears the young man focused on his running as he began to pick up his pace. He was beginning to get faster and faster after each step. If Landon wasn’t careful he would end up colliding with someone soon. He was hoping that this wouldn’t happen because he didn’t really want any human contact right now. ♥ ♥ ♥ template by hay shay ! @ caution 2.0 LYRICS BY PANIC AT THE DISCO & image @ caution |
