Tequila Sunrise.
I’m listening to The Script

I always listen to them whenever I feel emotional and end up sitting in front of iTunes, crying my eyes out and irrationally missing my ex. 

Canny.  

So

I’ve just been sitting here thinking, as you do, and if Thursday fucks up, I have nothing to look forward to at all. No future plans, little social life and I don’t even want to think about how my dad is going to treat me.