The Struggle Is Very Fucking Real

I might die soon. Fucking health insurance. And college tuition. Curses be upon you!

Oh well. One fewer asshole in the world. Everyone’s hearts will go on. Except for maybe my parents’, but they’ve other things to think about. That’s a toss up.

No pressure, no diamonds.

I am the queen of silver linings.


It’s times like these that make me think of all the suitors and proposals I’ve had (I was just thinking about this earlier today…and we’ve come full circle). I could’ve been a well-kept woman. I bet I’d be a more boring person than I am today though, and I’d probably have to live in Lithuania (with a guy who swims like a fish), Korea (with some political cum stain), Pakistan (with an agricultural prince and would-be rapist), Ireland, or Utah (with sister wives).

Fuck me sideways and call me Pamela.

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