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Punching Bag Bitch, cry and whine your way into oblivion. |
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my brother
ok so i havent really been home all week - mostly just to eat and sleep as ive been at school everyday till midnightish. today was my one day to sleep in.
our parents are out of town this week which makes sleeping in even easier as my mom tends to get up at 6 am, and makes big breakfastes that smell so good you cant sleep in. so anyways, brother has had his new lady friend over every day\night this week. (theyve bene seeing each other for two weeks now) last night was the first sleep over. this doesnt really impress me for many many reasons, but i shrug it off. i stay in the basement for 3 hours, then go on up to bed. (my bed is broken so ive been sleepign on couches and finally gave up and went to sleep in my parents room as it would be my only chance for a good nights sleep) so 8 am rolls around they get up. thats fine, i hear them get up, roll over and shut my eyes. ten minutes later, apparently a stampede of elephants was running through my house. they turn on aphex twin lous enough to be making things in my parents room shake a little, and laugh and stomp around making breakfast. i think maybe its a cooking thing. no its not. i finally say fuck it. im obviously not getting back to bed, i go downstairs, they are sitting on the couch laughin, being loud. at this point im pissed but not to a breaking point. i walk into the kitchen where at the moment on half of the table is my work for a book im making. low and behold my work is now reduced to placemats. i never thought i would say this, but i cant wait for my parents to come home. even my dog refuses to stay in the same room as them. its fucking obsurd. |