I really wish I could do something where I didn't have to work anymore. But here I am stuck in my little apartment getting ready for work. I wish I was a trust fund baby or something. But I never knew my dad. Maybe when I turn 30 a man will knock on the door and say, "we've been saving this 5 million dollars untill you reached 30".
A girl can only hope.
In the mean-time, off to work I go. /puke...
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