I like ke$ha. so deal.
I'm dying in this town. Same thing every fucking day. Get up and go to a job I hate that doesn't pay me enough to do all the shit I do.
once I get off I'll be too tired or too broke to really anything fun.
I'm moody and depressed and finding it harder and harder to smile with any real fervor.
I went and saw a comedy last night and I laughed in earnest once. The rest of the time I was trying to go along and get some happy inside me. I only came away realizing how lonely one of the main characters would be. Wow. Pessimist much?
I did like the new theatre though. I think that's what I need. what I crave is change.
Dear god if my mom tells me I have a temper I have to watch one more time I'll punch her fucking face in I swear.
My sister's a little theif who fucks over anyone just so she can get a laugh. I barely see her and when I do she's just trying to take what's mine.
I'm begging someone to
get
me
out
of
this
place.
I'm dying here.
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