ALL I FUCKING WANTED WAS A CUP OF DUNKIN DONUTS COFFEE...

dude, what the fuck...
when am i gonna realize that taking shortcuts
doesn't work?
when the fuck in my natural born adult fucking life
am i not going to be "tired"??
is anyone fucking happy?
i should be grateful, but i'm fucking not.
how can being late for work put me in tears?
when am i going to stop beating myself up
for not being perfect?
why does some fucking beagle-loving spca freak
piss me off so god damn much?
when am i going to stop needing to work two fucking jobs?
when is my past going to not rule my fucking life?
am i ever going to feel fulfilled?
will i ever just NOT have days like this?
yeah, boofuckinhoo i'm tired because i went to the fucking stones concert
two nights ago
and i was up late last night cleaning my fucking house
and taking care of two dogs and four puppies
boofuckinhoo for me to have two awesome fucking dogs
and four cuteaspie puppies...
boofuckinghoo i had to get up early this morning and feed the puppies
and make lunch for me and my boyfriend.
boofuckinghoo that i have a boyfriend who's in college trying to better himself...
boofuckinghoo that my boyfriend also works so he needs lunch to eat
between school and work.
yeah my life is so fucking rough.
a fucking cush job at a great university
that's going to pay for my master's degree
(if i would ever get off my ass and write the goddamned essay)
and a second job at a restaurant where they pay me
to take food orders...
boofucking hoo my life is so rough.
i've done everything i can to screw this life up...
alcoholic, drug addict, thief, con-artist, whiner-baby,
and i'm not in jail.
yeah, my life is pretty rough.