Trabajo

I hate working and I think about ways to kill myself every time I do it. Americans are weird, and so are the Spanish-speaking ones. I think about ways to escape, like saying I lost my voice or that the power went out.

I don’t have time for anything, and the guy I like doesn’t even notice me. People are trash-talking me for exposing a PDF file, and I’m fighting with a YouTuber. It’s all crazy, my head can’t take it—I just want it all to end.