Dear: loud parking lot kid
I don't really mind hip hop music
I honestly don't.
However, loud parking lot kid, It seems you never consider the feelings of those who just woke up 30 minutes ago...those of us who almost missed the van because we had to feed our fish, or find our keys.
Why must you blast your bass?
I reserve my right to shuffle around campus in sweatpants and an oversized tee, with a hot travel mug of coffee... without your thump thump thump vibrating through my skull.
Now quiet your ugly car,
or I will tell the staff about the countless quantity of drugs in your trunk
sincerely, the girl who gives you the finger each morning.
I honestly don't.
However, loud parking lot kid, It seems you never consider the feelings of those who just woke up 30 minutes ago...those of us who almost missed the van because we had to feed our fish, or find our keys.
Why must you blast your bass?
I reserve my right to shuffle around campus in sweatpants and an oversized tee, with a hot travel mug of coffee... without your thump thump thump vibrating through my skull.
Now quiet your ugly car,
or I will tell the staff about the countless quantity of drugs in your trunk
sincerely, the girl who gives you the finger each morning.