Coffee Break
Danielle Corcione heaven is a place on Earth to be ridden of sin and stolen of originality where the murders are forgiven but homosexuals aren’t allowed land of the incarcerated and home of the cowardice the country where you are better educated in a cell than a classroom the place above I’ve been told about says survival of the fittest relies on how much money you make or just how many dicks you can suck to get to the top the poor are the weak, are the ones that surrender to the word of God, that heaven is better and America is great I don’t want my father’s money and it’s not because he doesn’t have any but because I don’t need the exceptionalism to feel pretty I don’t need success, by either of our standards, to measure my own happiness because quite frankly I don’t care if I’m happy or not
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you’re told you have to “make it” or else you’ll fail when no one actually knows if they ever “make it” at all but what about my own expectations what about my own goddamn hopes and dreams? to have none at all you’re told to become a doctor or lawyer or a profession that makes three figures or jokingly, marry one instead that if you “work hard,” you will “make it,” they told me “you’ll find the right husband, dear” well I’ve worked sixteen hour days on end before adulthood and have had to ask a stranger for a tampon so everyone else wouldn’t be disgusted how my “hard work” couldn’t buy me hygiene that one time so I don’t want to hear the story of how your “work ethic” got you where you are today that it wasn’t your parents’ bank account you’re only loyal to the worth of a dollar than to any value because corporate responsibility is nauseating greed in disguise