[II]
Who's the laundry bitch around here? These bloodstains sure as fuck ain't gonna wash themselves out.
They've got me rooming with some snotnosed brat. Who the fuck runs this sorry place, really? This is bullshit. Apparently I also have to find a job. What is there even to do? Crochet? Cart mud around? Jesus.
I feel like I wanna kill something or someone. I wonder if that's normal for me, or just this place.
Snotnose: Touch my stuff and you fucking die first, hear me?
They've got me rooming with some snotnosed brat. Who the fuck runs this sorry place, really? This is bullshit. Apparently I also have to find a job. What is there even to do? Crochet? Cart mud around? Jesus.
I feel like I wanna kill something or someone. I wonder if that's normal for me, or just this place.
Snotnose: Touch my stuff and you fucking die first, hear me?