Back at school...
I'm back a little early from the long weekend. Everytime I go home, we all fight, and then conveniently I forget it for the next time I go back. Typically Bobby is the source of all our conflicts. There's definitely an order of favorites here, I just wish it weren't so painfully obvious. So I'm back, by myself where there are no favorites, just me.
I just wish my room weren't so damn cold.
I just wish my room weren't so damn cold.