USP - Day 4
Today I ate cold fried chicken in the stairwell outside of my apartment.
Men are quite the trip. They'll really make a whole performance out of their entitlement.
I eat my cold fried chicken and it's kind of good but the taste is tampered by the slow moving poison of masculine reflex. People who interrupt you and only use you to sleep with your hot friends. They aren't worth it. Take better care of yourself girl. Break bread or fried chicken only with the people who are grateful, not entitled.
I've been eating alone a lot recently because I feel lonely and I feel used and I feel like I'm the only one who doesn't have an ulterior motive for being my friend.