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GRRRR
I. Hate. My. Neighbours.
It's Thursday night! It's Thursday bloody night and they've been out there, those goddamned KIDS, making a bloody ruckus for over an hour now. I know it's "only" ten, but I'm fucking exhausted and the air conditioning is not on; if I close my window, I'll swelter to death in my room. I hate them. I hate them sooooo much. *flails*
It's Thursday night! It's Thursday bloody night and they've been out there, those goddamned KIDS, making a bloody ruckus for over an hour now. I know it's "only" ten, but I'm fucking exhausted and the air conditioning is not on; if I close my window, I'll swelter to death in my room. I hate them. I hate them sooooo much. *flails*