first world frustrations - for m.l.
you are just as frustrating as
expired milk when you just brewed tea
driving an hour in the wrong direction
waiting six hours in the doctor's office
a recorded episode that cuts out the last ten minutes
having no signal when you're trying to call for directions
a car alarm that goes off without a reason
actors with terrible accents
a picture frame tilted slightly to the left
getting stuck in traffic
but despite the constant headache
despite the sense of an approaching dead end
but i can't seem to get enough of you
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