My boyfriend's annoying cousin and her family would come to Boston for a visit. My idiotic boyfriend told me that it's absolute necessary for me to accompany them to shop for the whole day. I am so fuckin' angry right now. I am so sick and tired of this "social etiquette" when you need to spend your whole day with someone's self-invited relatives.
AIN'T GOT TIME FOR THAT. SORRY BOYFRIEND.
I don't want to die in a car accident. When I die it'll be a glorious day. It'll probably be a waterfall.
I never understood the word 'vacation'. A real vacation, for me, is inside my head, in my own house, in my own bedroom, away from everything and everybody. And what I hate the most, is when I get to have a day off from work, only to find myself having to do house chores or another activity, even if its fun, just makes me bitter.
“He who would travel happily must travel light.”
– Antoine de St. Exupery