something's out to get me

car won't start
jump car in 8 degree frigid wind-racked cold
cancel plans to just to get home
hood of car SLAMS INTO WINDSHIELD ON THE HIGHWAY

rope (it was twine)
duct tape (wouldn't stick without sacrificing skin-warmth in deliberate application)
max (saves me once again!)

it's about time i start paying for all the fun i've been having, but if this turns out to be some final-destination shit piling up and i don't make it through the night, then i want you to know that everything i made was shit except for my friends and the arrangements of pictures on the wall, but it was worth it and i love you and i really don't hate my dad-he's the most genuine person i know.
don't ever ever lower your standards!