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I need a break from life. I need a different body. I need to believe in something. I'm waiting for my boyfriend to make a decision about our situation. I'll talk to him tomorrow, but I don't want to wait. I don't want to live here anymore. I don't want to work at Subway anymore. I don't want this life. He's the only good thing left in it, and she's trying to take it away from me. She seems to think he's responsible for our apartment being haunted or bad spirits being in it. What the fuck ever. There's nothing here. If there is, I guess I'm just used to it. I'm very used to living with demons, except these are usually in my own head. So the point is, I can't stand to be here anymore, and I can't stand working for Pam. They're both manipulators that know how to tap into your insecurities and use your own guilt against you. At home and work?! I can't deal.