Some theatre kids are asses. Some are nice. Some come off as assholes, but don't mean it. Some are hard to read. Last time I checked, they were are humans, and were all different.
Sorry. I am grouchy, and that's probably mean. And I'm sorry.
Dear Life,
Remember when we made that deal that you'd become moderately ok? Remember? You had the right idea for awhile. You gave me that money, you scored me a date, you got my aunt to buy me some food. That is what I want you to do. Those are steps in the right direction.
But it seems, for every step in the right direction you take, you take 30 steps back. Things that were not great plans:
1) the roommate maybe going to prison for 3 years, and me having to testify for him thing. That is not great. That is not good at all. I don't want to testify. I don't want him to go to prison. This is not a good plan. But even if he doesn't go to prison, you've got him so upset that he is going to move far far away now. Work on this, life. Work on it.
2) Yesterday, some strange dude followed my kids home from school. We called the police and they didn't do shit. Life, this is not a good thing. This is not what needs to happen. Stop doing shit like this now. No one at all needs to follow my kids home from school. Never. This does not need to happen. And the cops need to do their god damn motherfucking job. Its such fucking bullshit. This guy needs to have someone remove his fingernails completely and then feed them to him. Forcefully.
3) life, the other day my cousin who I haven't seen or heard from(nor have any of my family members) since he was 5 contacted my aunt, who I am close to. He got kicked out of his house, and had been living on the street for a month. He is now living with a friend's mother. He is 16. Life, there are so many reasons why all of this is bad. Why did you think this was a good step to take? Don't do things like this. It is just dumb.
In synopsis, Life, you need to make the things that make me smile outweigh the things that make me cry. I'm tired of crying. I am tired in general. My whole body aches. I'd really rather my life be over than continue in this direction. Got that, Life? Stop fucking sucking so terribly bad. Just stop. Just fucking stop. Please.