Well mostly it isn’t
But it’s something else to obsess about
Something that’s not dark depressy and tear inducing
Who obsesses about a jug of juice?
Someone with bigger problems to think about
What’s Friday nights at the University like?
Small hostel rooms thousands of miles away from home
Very salty chips
Not the night scene you’d expect
The rest of my life found the sink hole
It sucks in everything
But what says middle finger more than a bag of salty chips
Salty chips eaten calmly when the rest of your Life’s on fire
I’d say crumbling but who doesn’t like flare
So yeah, bag of salty chips to leave my throat parched
Hence the juice obsession
It’s genius really
You can’t be sad when you’re obsessing about a tall jug of juice
There’s just so many colours to consider
So much juice