isn't it amazing how i can stay after school for the longest time, trying to mellow out and distract myself so i won't go home pissed off, but when i get home i'm pissed anyways because the second i walk through the door, something demands my attention in that one second.
and isn't it just amazing how when she's headed for bed, she realizes she zoned out on the fact i haven't eaten dinner because i was bombarded the second i walk through the door?
isn't it amazing how she really didn't care?
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