2. I... REALLY hate my job. Really. I hate not drinking, not eating, and not pissing for 12 hours and still not being good enough. It's a let down on my self esteem and really just makes me hate humanity and drains my what compassion I have left, eliminating the part of me that made me want this job to begin with. (Run on sentences, anyone? Really don't care enough to fix it, though.)
3. I'm so fucking tired I forgot already. But really don't want to go to bed until this day is redeemed. (Not going to happen, I know.)
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