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God, who the fuck AM I...?
I feel like screaming. Loudly. The only piece of my soul in tact is my storywriting...and I can't even write a page.
UGH SELF PITY WHY. I HATE THIS GODDAMN JOB and I have only been here an HOUR.
I feel like screaming. Loudly. The only piece of my soul in tact is my storywriting...and I can't even write a page.
UGH SELF PITY WHY. I HATE THIS GODDAMN JOB and I have only been here an HOUR.