And she feels the weighted lies
And the colors mix together to grey
I need to stop flaunting the fact that I'm drunk on every web page possible. It's going to come back to haunt me one day...my deepest apologies.
I'm waiting for my laundry to be done. It should be good stuff. I like clean clothes and towels. Sort of a waste considering there are only six days until the semester is over but I needed towels and jeans. And underwear. It was more the underwear that I was concerned about. So I'm waiting. And I hope that the dryers don't get backed up because I dont want to wait an extra hour to put my clothes in the dryer. And some little fuck is going to fuck that up for me. I should be a laundry ninja.
I have so much to do for my project. It's so ridiculous. And it's not fair because all of us don't have a lot of time left and we'll all be busy with finals and papers and it makes me sad. Fooey.
Oh, when I walk out in the morning
What a lovely sunlight
And all the colors mix together to grey
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