All I hear are sighs and snores,
Nobody’s listening,
Why the hell is she still yapping?
If she says ‘sterilization’ one more time,
I swear I’ll die.
My butt is sore,
My eyelids are heavy,
Oh my fucking Lord,
Give me the plague,
Give me scurvy,
Burn all of my Lewis and Palahniuk,
Anything but Microbiology.
I know I don't rhyme. I used to but bloody growth hormones sucked it all up.
Mirul warned me about this. Haih.
And I've just realized something. I think I'm surrounded by a bunch of pansies. -___-'
ikan
Current mood: bored to death
Listening to: Mustang Sally
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