DEAR SWEET MOTHER OF EFFING BALLS
I hate my job.
I just signed in for a moment to forward an email and my boss chose that exact same time to send me a direct message saying I should draft a f*cking write-up for the next wave cities and I was all:
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BAWAL MAGPAHINGA?
BAWAL MAGKABUHAY?
BAWAL MAGKASOCIAL LIFE?
BAWAL MATULOG?
BAWAL MAGKAKALULUWA??'
F*CK. DIE YOU PEOPLE. DIEEE. ;___;