Monday, July 27, 2009
The Girl Next Door.
It's 2:30am, and the girl next door to me is having an insanely loud party. It's Sunday night, and there is a DJ, who is playing terrible music. She's got the window above the door open, so music is floooooooding into the hallway, and it smells like drugs/cigarettes. Why? Why? Why?
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