my dishes still aren't washed, my clothes still aren't hung. my crap is lying all over the living room. but my roommate was playing the same song over and over again, and i had to leave.
heh. silly kids. he's a musician and he was working on the song. i often wander in and out of his room when he's doing his thing, so he always leaves the door open. it just so happened that i was in a bad mood last night and couldn't take it.
where would i find a cup of shut-the-fuck-up? do you think they have that at the grocery store?
where would i find a cup of shut-the-fuck-up? do you think they have that at the grocery store?