take out the trash

I disclosed the information to my sister that life sucks for me today. It pretty much said "I hate you" and then bitch slapped me. When life bitch slaps you, you're left with a cold sore the size of a nickel. Visually, it's very unappealing. You could tell everyone you got into a fight but then there would be more than just a fat lip. A black eye, some cuts and bruises, but not just a fat lip. I'm going to insert a ginormous sigh so that the world can feel my herpes pain too.