昨晚我爱上一个歌手，听了一整夜他的歌。

外面电闪雷鸣，暴雨如注。

我边听歌，边感动地要哭了。

在QQ上找到仅有的能沟通的人，告诉它们，这个歌手太棒了。

没人鸟我。

于是我一个人独自激动，到四点还睡不着。

外边雨下得跟天漏了一样。

想起最近好久没写博了。

主要是海边去得太多了，我所有的情绪都在那挥发干净，以致留在这的罪证少了好多。

不知道该哭还是该笑。

发现自己听歌听到那一段就觉得特别带劲：

Once he was a lover sleeping with another.
Now he's just known as a cheat.
And he wish he'd had a mirror; looked a little clearer.
Seen into the eyes of the weak.
Tomorrow comes. Sorrow becomes his soul mate.
The damage is done. The prodigal son is too late.
Old doors are closed but he's always open,
To relive time in his mind.

完了，我BT了。

这歌手叫James Blunt，从这一刻起，我粉了他。