I hate the music on my radio.
Because the music on my radio makes me think of Lapis Lazuli, and when I think of Lapis Lazuli, I remember that she's ditching me for Pearl right now, and I realize that she's probably making out with her and putting me out of her mind like the due dates for her math homework. This thought, if you want some statistics on my current mental state, is 2/3's annoying and 1/3 infuriating.
I mean, the connotations on those adjectives could've been much more vicious had she not possessed the decency to at least call and tell me that she had an 'emergency swim meet two towns over' to attend.
"Peridot, oh my god, I'm so sorry. Some stupid swim thing just came up- I'm gonna be out of town all day. Honestly, I'm so pissed because like, I would've enjoyed a day's notic
