Apparently I can't do anything right. I am completely useless. Nothing I ever do is ever good enough for my family. I will never be able to live up to the apparent expectations that they have set for me. I am doomed to spend the rest of my life working at some cheap-ass fast food place because I never graduated college.
Beware the pink will probably be returning soon and you know what that means.
1 comment:
Ohhhhh. *hugs* There, there.
Now, you *know* you'll graduate college. And those who graduate college very rarely end up working a fast-food joint. Unless they, y'know, get into drugs or something. But that's not really your thing.
Plus, if you really crash, you can always sleep on Kathleen's basement floor. But try and fight me for the futon and you're going down, bitch.
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