Maybe the Lexapro isn’t working out for me…
By everyone I mean two people
Everyone is giving me shit tonight.
I told my dad casually that if we fixed up my motorcycle I could save a lot of money on gas driving it to work (assuming I get this job) because it’s all back roads, no freeways or busy highways. Then my mother chimes in, *HUFF* “KATIE, NO. IT’S NOT WORTH SAVING A BIT OF GAS IF YOU GET HIT BY A CAR.” But in the bitchiest tone as if I made the most stupid statement possible.
You know what? Fuck you. I’m not a fucking child. You know who’s going to end up paying for that gas? ME. I used to ride with dad, so it was okay then, but not now?
I avoided caffeinated tea tonight, only to consume 10 pounds of concentrated sugar