Fuck the boy.

Because you know what?

I got offered the same job from TWO different companies.

You know what that means?

I kick some serious balls at what I do.

Fuck boys. I don't need no stinking boy to reaffirm my self worth.

All I need is my name in a program, and the sweet roar of applause to lull me to sleep at night.

I got greasepaint in my veins, as they say. I feed off applause and gold stars.

Bitches.

Now I'm going to have some manly tea, take my antibiotics, and go to bed.

(Bitches.)

.

Rosie.

PS, (Please no baby. Please, please no baby.)

PPS, The only sucky thing about taking one of these jobs is it means I'll have to cut my European vacation short. C'est la vie, though.

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