Family? Malevolence.
Long dissipated are the days when you would be so jovial when your parents bought you a candy bar, or oscillating on swingsets dislodged your troubles.
Why can't life be effortless?
Why can't we all just be content?
Since when does self-gratification overweigh your goddamned morals?
And since when can people thirty years young have a fucking mid-life crisis?
Get ahold of your life and live up to your self-set standards.
You put yourself in this situation and you are going to have to get yourself out.
Why can't life be effortless?
Why can't we all just be content?
Since when does self-gratification overweigh your goddamned morals?
And since when can people thirty years young have a fucking mid-life crisis?
Get ahold of your life and live up to your self-set standards.
You put yourself in this situation and you are going to have to get yourself out.