DEAR GOD

why have you put it in my heart to help people. i mean this is such a thankless job i do everyday i am underpaid over worked, drink to much and it deprives me of spending time with my Z.

why didn't u tell me that marriage is about comprimises and that even though it is two incomes, it equals more bills, and less money :(. 

 that you have to walk as one while continuing to hold on to your individuality.... and let your mate work towards their dream even if it doesnt benefit you all the time.

why didnt you show me how selfish i really am so i could have worked on it soooo long ago. why cant i just travel the world while being 130 pounds with size C chest and a big ghetto ass. but with an extremely tiny waist.

why cant i work a 9 to 5 job, 4 days a week, so i can have a 3 day weekend. but no i chose to be a police officer with long, so long hours......

i need another rum a coke