ooooooo i forgot my king was g9+ and ive been breeding my project girls like crazy RIP............... luckily i have a g2 1k stat felis lined up but ughhhhhhh my geebs

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ooooooo i forgot my king was g9+ and ive been breeding my project girls like crazy RIP............... luckily i have a g2 1k stat felis lined up but ughhhhhhh my geebs
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My first round just posted and its 11 holy Fuck
So i get home, exhausted as fuck from driving for a couple hours and anxious as hell because my meds are wearing off and driving off my meds is like russian roulette, especially in the dark, and I go to the kitchen to say hi to everyone (even though i am pretty much done with socialization for the day, cannot handle it at all)
and mom's like 'how was your day'
and i'm like 'it was okay but dear god i am so ti--'
and my dad rolls his eyes from behind the full glass of scotch he's hiding his face behind, and loudly goes "OH BOO HOO. THAT MUST BE SO AWFUL FOR YOU" and proceeds to list how much worse his day was
like
yes i know
you intentionally made your day as difficult as it could possibly be because you love it when your life is awful because you love being a martyr
i know that thanks.
but i don't care right now because IT IS NOT A COMPETITION
WE ARE NOT TALKING ABOUT YOU
YOU AWFUL AWFUL MAN
WE ARE FOR ONCE HAVING A DECENT MOMENT
AND YOU ARE RUINING IT
HOW DO I HATE YOU LET ME COUNT THE WAYS