I just thought I grabbed a jar of olives and took a sip only for it to be very old pasta sauce. I hate everything. And Iβm throwing the pasta sauce in the trash.
I typed out my tweet, realized it was too much for anyone to read , and just decided to say life is a bitch and I do not appreciate her . Iβm also very much not ok.
Also ffs leave my boy Luka alone. Go get a second grade hamstring tear and run up and down a court for 48 minutes while having to bend your legs to shoot a basketball and jump. Then tell me how he should have played and heβs soft.
Half of me is annoyed that I was just face timing my best friend til 3 am and I need to sleep . But the other half is like how lucky am I to have a best friend to talk to til 3 am. And thatβs the part that wins.
People who donβt work retail donβt understand why I hate Christmas. I worked an 11 hour day and should be tired but itβs 5 am and Iβm wide awake. Also people are jerks and pee on the floor.