Nov
2nd
Fri
2nd
I can’t listen to Mae anymore, I gotta get something else to keep me awake…
— 1:15 pm. Friday afternoon. The boy in front of me, furiously shaking his head to the beats from his headphones, while supposedly doing some sort of work on his computer. [edit. I just glanced at his computer screen: the only thing open is iTunes. As. I. Expected.]