Late night

I listen and hear the fake sex. I hear an accumulation of fake bullshit and realize the tangent of my existence as something placid and non-functional. I realize the appeal of a black n' mild, as I listen to a friend/enemy having sex with someone I can never fully listen to while my girlfriend sleeps, drunk, in my bed. I blame my roommate for this drunken behavior and feel the need to escape indefinately, immediately...