I’m about to become a wage slave while never having had a girlfriend or experienced affection and love from a woman I actually want. On top of that, I’m an ugly 3.5/10 who always walks with my head down because I don’t want eye contact with anyone. Because of this, people can’t help but see me as some creepy guy walking around with bad intentions—without knowing that I don’t even want to go outside, but I have no choice because my body keeps telling me I have to stay alive whether I like it or not. Fuck survival instinct.
And lastly, I’m taking care of my grandmother, who is a stupid, evil bitch. Every three hours she demands I make her milk; if I don’t, she screams, and I hate noise. What’s even more infuriating is that she throws the milk away, as if she’s deliberately provoking my mother and me. Because of all this, I want her to die already.
And lastly, I’m taking care of my grandmother, who is a stupid, evil bitch. Every three hours she demands I make her milk; if I don’t, she screams, and I hate noise. What’s even more infuriating is that she throws the milk away, as if she’s deliberately provoking my mother and me. Because of all this, I want her to die already.
