I'm trying to love texas. Really truly deeply trying.
I box draperies that are too expensive to houses where they probably own hummers and nannies.
At least I have a job.
I should really quit. It was only given to me bc I'm kin to the owner. And it would probably be the same with other jobs I apply for in thiss stupid hick town.
Take me home.
I'm not
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