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.
Will you buy me a house of gold? And when your father turns to stone..