Am I the only one who feels like this growing up thing happened way to fast and out of the blue? One day you’re a rain princess in the back yard, then within a blink of an eye you are working part time job as a lunch lady?
You work your ass off every day doing god knows what. You take your happy self to the store to buy a carton of milk but have the cashier lady look at you straight in your eyes and say “sorry but, looks like your card has been declined” not only do I look like a complete fool, but now how am I going to eat my favorite bowl of cereal?
That’s not even the point! Where did all these bills come from? I hear some people talk about how their parents buy them this and that, or they went to here and there and ate this and that, I’m like bitch shut up! I don’t wanna hear what you ate on your trip to Paradise, while I’m over here eating stale Cheetos. Some of us have #bills to pay.