oh God no they’re at it again
at each others throats.
and just like any other day
it’s all my fault.
being the inconsiderate
ass i’m supposed to be.
its just not worth the trouble
for something thirteen inches. (don’t you think?)
now all the buzz building up
wow, new phone, end of term.
pop goes the weasel
poof goes the dreams.
bliss
not.
and now my weekend is screwed.
