My green apron can burn in hell. I hate Starbucks. After working an eight hour day by myself, spilling basically everything I touched, I really wish I could burn my green aprons in the parking lot outside my work.
I am depressed. And i dont know why. Everything is fuzzy. nothing makes sense to me anymore.
I am attempting to do math homework. Why do they insist i do homework on line? I think it's fucking stupid.
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