Relationships that sink and yet leave you high and dry, but complications always arise when your eye's not on the ball.
Ha my eyes are on stalks every time that she talks and she leads me astray at her will, convention may rule but not in her school, not when my text book turns into a *** look and she says to me, detention at three.
It's complex, concave, convex, save me from geometry and the angles that angle therein.
After detention a month of suspension, 'could do better' the end of the letter the teacher sent to me.