Friday, May 25, 2007
The Next Morning
And lo, the early breaking dawn broke after a night of revelry.
Shafts of sunlight sliced through the dim blue dawn upon the partying youth.
They looked around, tired but satiated after a night of good times.
And then they saw what the late night darkness could hide no more.
She’d been up all night. Cuddling with a douchebag.
And lo, they were sad.
