Don't you think I know this, Dad? Fuck.
"You need to get a job, start making some money and start acting like a fucking adult."
Well, no shit Dad. Really. I didn't know that. It's not like I don't owe people thousands of dollars. It's not like I need to put gas in my car. It's not like I need to get food for, not only myself, but for my snake too. NO. I. KNOW. NOTHING. OF. BEING. AN. ADULT.
God damnit, Dad, I'm trying. I'm fucking TRYING. I've filled out so many job applications I could do it with my eyes closed. I know my previous employer's phone numbers by heart, and I want to RIP APART the person who invented those surveys they make you take on online job applications.
Fuck. Why won't anyone hire me? I just want to make an honest living, and people don't like my art enough to part with their cash for it.
Fuck. *cries herself to sleep*
Well, no shit Dad. Really. I didn't know that. It's not like I don't owe people thousands of dollars. It's not like I need to put gas in my car. It's not like I need to get food for, not only myself, but for my snake too. NO. I. KNOW. NOTHING. OF. BEING. AN. ADULT.
God damnit, Dad, I'm trying. I'm fucking TRYING. I've filled out so many job applications I could do it with my eyes closed. I know my previous employer's phone numbers by heart, and I want to RIP APART the person who invented those surveys they make you take on online job applications.
Fuck. Why won't anyone hire me? I just want to make an honest living, and people don't like my art enough to part with their cash for it.
Fuck. *cries herself to sleep*