Fueling the fire
I used to lead a simple life.
‘An abused life. But, sure, please continue your pity party’.
‘Potato, potato’.
I’m already done with this night. I wish people would just leave me alone. The cherry on top would be if the shit stains managed to show up now, that would really complete this clusterf*ck. And probably they will, since the goddess obviously hates me so much. Also, they seem to come here every Saturday.
“I’m sorry, Ath. It’s just… so ironic that you, of all people, are in the middle of so much boy drama right now. You – the girl that always avoided boys and hates drama”.
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