My Job is a joke, I’m Broke and my Love Life is actually DOA

I turned 30. So far, it’s not turning out well.  I don’t know where my hairline went. It just went SEE YA LATER then BOOM! Gone.

I’m single, certifiably insane and I just had to reapply for my own job.

Today someone blamed the tree in front of their house for Lupus. Not even 12 and I’m done for today.

So here’s some Lily Allen.