my boyfriend is snoring on the couch right now.
i've spent the entire week being my parents' lapdog or whatever.
drive ma to _____.
pick up _____.
find my tax information, go find our lost checkbook, put the blankets away, clean your room so your uncle's new girlfriend can sleep in your bed, blahblah.
it's a wonder that i haven't run away/told them to fuck off yet.
this is quite possibly...the worst spring break ever.
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