Thank you. Thank you for loving me so much that when I said I was moving to be with my boyfriend you let me start up an office by myself when I'm only 24. Your trust is inspiring, and yet somehow – not motivating. Do you even realize that I don't come in anymore? I watch Top Chef. I go on vacation, and you pay for it. Wtf… I must have been really fucking good when I was there. Oh PS – I'm at home right now. And I kinda want to quit soon.
This is Why I'm Hot,