I'm a guy living in Colorado. I used to live in NYC. You can reach me at itssharingtime (at) gmail.com.
Whenever my boss tells me to do something, I’m like, “Fuck you! You’re not my dad!” And then my boss will say to me, “Fuck you! You’re not my son!”
Then we run into opposite corners of the room and cry into the sleeves of our Arby’s uniforms.
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