Late Fucking Late

Clubber are always late. They don't give a shit if they have something on the next day or anything, they will go late, come home late, wake up late, and be fucking late. I don't fucking care if you reach home at 6 in the morning, don't fucking tell me you can meet me when you can't. If you make that arrangement, I don't care if you have to sacrifice your fucking sleep, you bloody well better be there. Responsibilities man. You foiled my plans, you make me travel out lugging presents for you, and you're so fucking late I have to travel TO YOU and travel back. What the fuck. God knows what's the point of meeting up anymore.