Wednesday, July 14, 2010

so, yeah

i think a drug dealer followed me home last night
either that, or a narc
but that's just as bad, no, worse
(god, i hate cops)

i guess it serves me right for going for a walk at 2:30 in the morning
but hey, angry chest, it was either go for a walk or punch another hole in the wall
maybe next time i'll go for the property damage

when will i learn not to talk to boys late at night
they just put me in a bad mood, and they're hardly worth the trouble
(i'm shaking my head disappointedly at myself)

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