My dog died. I hate my job. I have never kissed anyone and I'm freaking 23. I hate my weight. And my boss makes me want to punch her in her left breast. My life is in shambles and I've decided that life is too short too follow rules of society, or maybe I lost my job and I have nothing else to do. So I've decided to pack up everything I own put it into my van and drive until I see the sun. The only issue is that the person who I expressed my sorrows too ( I was drunk by the way ) wants to come and he's not taken no for an answer. A girl and a guy against the world. What could possibly go wrong?
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