note: the below sentences contain gross exaggerations and hypocrisies. BEAR WITH ME.
i took the liberty yesterday to compose a list of things i would quite enjoy never again doing:
1) locking myself out of my bedroom for the second time and having to pay fifty five dollars to get back in.
2) listening to my mother tell me for half an hour about new makeup products i need to try.
3) getting yelled at by a mumbly old woman who expected me to give her money for shirts cut like a potato sack and still having to smile and say, "thanks for trying anyway!"
4) eating.
5) picking up clothes from dressing room floors, particularly when they belong to a certain bitch who i was nice enough to let in after we were supposed to be closed,
and finally,
5) listening to techno music.
is that too much to ask?
1) locking myself out of my bedroom for the second time and having to pay fifty five dollars to get back in.
2) listening to my mother tell me for half an hour about new makeup products i need to try.
3) getting yelled at by a mumbly old woman who expected me to give her money for shirts cut like a potato sack and still having to smile and say, "thanks for trying anyway!"
4) eating.
5) picking up clothes from dressing room floors, particularly when they belong to a certain bitch who i was nice enough to let in after we were supposed to be closed,
and finally,
5) listening to techno music.
is that too much to ask?