I don’t give a single fuck about Thanksgiving

I don’t care about Thanksgiving. I don’t feel connected to anyone. I don’t think that Thanksgiving food is good. I don’t like your dry ass turkey or your stupid stuffing or your goddamn cranberry shit that comes out of a can that nobody eats but you put out every year anyway. Fuck all this bullshit!

I like to sit alone and eat my Chinese food and watch the Cowboys lose their football game by myself. It’s not sad that I am alone. Stop projecting. I am exhausted from working six days a week and just so very grateful to sit down and do nothing quietly. Nobody likes me, I don’t enjoy anyone’s company. It’s ok. FUCK!