I feel this guy, yo!
Thank you Chicagoist!
Damn, I'm weary. Worked around/over 60 hours this week, and have 9 more tomorrow at the part-time job. I rarely know what day it is if it weren't for the emails at work listing the time and day they plop into the inbox. It felt like Friday 3 days in a row.
I've recently asked myself, "to what does this all amount?"
I mean, really? All these hours, with nothing to brag about pay, where is it getting me?
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I’m feeling that song too, especially:
1. I get constipate once a month, muthafucka
2. I get scared when I go see the dentist
3. I’m not confident and I’m weak for a man
That last one made me cry a little bit.
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