The rear brakes in my truck are pretty much shot. The passenger window in my truck is jammed. The a/c blows piping hot fucking air. Jenn is apparently done with me and/or ignoring me since my employer let me go on Monday.
Thanks again, Coastal Flooring for convincing me to leave my other job just so you can eventually fuck me over and take away the one thing that meant more to me than anything else in the world.
And the icing on the cake..my stepdad said today that everything going wrong in my life is karma for previously painting my nails, wearing makeup, cross-dressing, etc..
I am ready to check off this fucking ride. I really am. I have never felt worse.
Jenn, please talk to me.
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