I live with the most inconsiderate people to walk the face of Earth. Is it time to graduate yet? I need the fuck out.
Today did not go as planned. I guess third times the charm. Hopefully the last time I have to deal with this shit. Not only did my hometown steal my childhood, it’s continuing to kill me. I swear to God no matter how many miles I put between that place and myself, I can’t escape it. Remission is a fucking joke.
Sometimes having a boyfriend royally sucks.
Seriously though, can it be 5? Working 11 hours and then opening blows.