Friday Afternoon: No worries, I have two more days to do it.
Saturday Morning: Hm, maybe I should at least start on it. NAH! I have time.
Sunday Morning: I should seriously start on my homework.
Sunday Afternoon: /procrastinates more
Sunday Night: OH MY DAMN, IT’S DUE TOMORROW.
And then there’s the sad conclusion if you didn’t finish:
Monday Morning: ”Class, please pass up your homework.”
your expression:
Im prettty fucking pissed though. So I’ll rant
Like how the fuck do you not listen to your children.
Come on MOTHER. Your sister is a freaking crackhead so I think you should listen t o your remotely sane daughter , like seriously. I’m not stupid, I know what I did and I know what she did. Come on now Mother, let’s get it together.
No amount of pills can numb this ache
But I keep swallowing more, hoping each time
That it’ll work.
So. I’m alone. I’m bored. I feel lonely and I keep thinking about pikachu , sigh. 
Soooo, i’ll be watching pokemon 2000 and hopefully I won’t cry. :’ (
