I loathe my job.
I loathe my co-workers.
I loathe the lack of money in my bank account.
I loathe the way that money needs to mean so much so that I may live.
And people wonder why I'm not smiling all the time.
I loathe my co-workers.
I loathe the lack of money in my bank account.
I loathe the way that money needs to mean so much so that I may live.
And people wonder why I'm not smiling all the time.
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