THE THINGS I CAN'T BELIEVE ARE HAPPENING.
MY CAR ONCE AGAIN DECIDES TO FUCK UP AND I HAVE TO SPEND ANOTHER COUPLE OF HUNDRED.
I HATE MY JOB, MAKES ME FEEL LIKE I WILL NEVER FIND A BETTER JOB. MAKES ME WANT TO KILL MYSELF MORE THAN I HAVE EVER EVEN TRIED.
MY BIG MOUTH LASHING OUT ON PEOPLE FOR NO REASON. KILLING THEIR EGOS, MAKING THEM HATE THEMSELVES EVEN MORE. I AM A BIG BIG BITCH.
I HATE NOT HAVING WHAT I WANT. I HAVE EVERYTHING I NEED BUT ITS NEVER ENOUGH, IT NEVER WILL BE. BECAUSE WE WANT EVERYTHING IN ORDER TO BE LIKE EVERYONE ELSE.
I HATE IM NEVER FUCKING HAPPY.
I HATE THIS DARK CLOUD.
I WANT TO FUCKING GET A BREAK AND MY CAR TO STOP FUUUCCCKKKIIINNNNGGGGG UUUPPPPP. I HATE AMERICAN CARS NEVER AGAIN.
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