Ivy
Could life get any better for me?
Oh wait, that would not happen and it never will.
I'm already struggling to pay rent for my shitty apartment I live in and working at a dead end job, that's getting me nowhere and, all I want is just to get some sleep but, I can't because I work night shifts and have to be at work for my morning shifts.
My life is hell.
I just wanna curl up in a ball and sleep forever and ever, and never wake up.
The only thing people worry about around here is that stupid millionaire Justin Bieber.
That's the only thing I hear people talking about as I'm waiting tables. They either say Oh my god that millionaire Justin Bieber is so hot or say I wish I could marry Justin Bieber. Ugh, I just want to slap every person that says something like that, it gets on my god given nerves. I can't stand it.
I just live in world where no one would worry about that stupid millionaire Justin Bieber so much.
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