I'm turning into that old miserable bitch that you hear other people complaining about while trying to avoid at all cost. The one who hates other people, asshole drivers, children, cats, loud birds, hot weather, cold weather. Basically fucking everything you can think of to complain about, I will.
And then I wonder why I'm single. I'm probably single because I'm fucking misery on tour.
So I need to look for the things I like.
1. My dog
2. Margaritas! 😁
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