NYC
I am sick of this city. I am sick of meeting people who are not genuine. I am sick of meeting people who are flakes. I am sick of going to bar after bar and living the same boring old life. There’s got to be something more than this. It’s one thing to go out and have a good time and it’s one thing to waste your life meeting person after person who isnt worth one iota of your time. I swear to god, if I could afford a car, I’d be outta here.Don’t wait for a car Krissy, , hit the Port Authority and ask for a Greyhound ticket to anywhere but here.
Here’s the rub. There are too many loser chicks like you, who think when they come to NYC, they are going to spread their version of sassy on the city. They will grab that brass ring and be the toast of the town.
But, when they get here, holy cow, there are about, I don’t know, fucking hundreds of chicks just like you. The competition to be different is intense. But, as you stay here longer, and the older you get, the more bitter you become. Here’s the reason:
You. Are Not. That. Special.
and…
You. Are. Not. That. Cool.
Krissy, look in the mirror, you’re nearly Thirty, and going nowhere fast. In your hometown, you probably were the belle of the ball. Here you’re an angry nobody. And unfortunately, NYC has too many of your type here.
Hit the bricks, go back home with your tail between your legs, and within a year, you’ll be back to the top of the heap in bumblefucktown VA. You’ll be the Queen of the All You Can Eat Buffet within six months and you can snag that really hunky guy who owns the Tire Shop off of Route 34.
xoxoxThis is f-ing hilarious.
Oh My fucking god. That just made my whole day…my week even! Best goddamn thing I’ve read on tumblr EVER. I love you web20morons. Let’s see how long until she runs off back to her Idaho farm or Kansas small town inbred fuckup of a family. That would explain why her face is so damn distorted looking, anyway - that whole inbreeding thing - it messes up the face and brains most, I hear.
