(As heard by someone) (1) "So I told Alex he could kiss my ass. I mean c'mon he didn't have to do that to me, ya know?" (2) "Yeah...sure. Where's the lighter?" (1) "I mean he didn't have to be such a dick. I got on my knees for that asshole and he repays me by screwing Elizabeth." (2) "Yeah, whatever. Where's the damn lighter?" (1) "I mean whatever happened to a guy staying faithful and all that shit. I can't believe I sucked his dick all those times." (2) "God, where's the lighter?" (1) "I don't know, but Alex is definitely on my shit list now...he totally deserves it right?" (2) "I don't know, but I do know why Alex might've fucked around..." ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Why? I don't know. Boredom kills brain cells. I am dreaming of the letter Q. Wishing for an endless summer. Passing all the final tests. Waiting for the future to open. Surprise. Screaming for a new day. Yearning for yesterday. And telling myself there will be no tomorrow. Only feeling what there is to feel. So appealing. Dressed in soft white like the burning night. Forgetting all the rest. Itching for a better something. Milk and cookies and everything nice. Ginger bread men on the run. The shooting of a gun. Down to the last drop. Losing all time. Gone like the wind. Gone. DFN