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Reasons I hate everything:
*My boyfriend hates me
*I'm beginning to feel the same way about him
*I hate my job
*Ryan Haywood is skinny. Not skinnier...skinny.
*I suck at everything I do, including cutting hair.
*I have no motivation.
*I have no free time.
*My mother and I never get along.
*I want to color my hair at school tomorrow and get this fucking stupid red shit out of my hair, but I know fat Terri is going to bombard me with clients. Either that or Patti is going to enforce the "four practicals" rule.
*I'm so unhappy with how I look lately. I'm breaking out, I'm getting pasty again (no time to go tanning either) and I'm sick of my clothes. I look like a stupid goth kid.
*Supposed to go camping all weekend, gonna rain, and then Nate and Jesse will reschedule it for like the week after so I can't get the weekend off. 2 weeks notice minimum don't you know.
*Everyone is still walking all over me.
Is this depression? What the fuck. I don't wanna be that fuckin' depressed kid. I make fun of the depressed kid. Don't make me a hypocrite once again. Where are you God? Why so mean lately?
Fuckin' hell...
*My boyfriend hates me
*I'm beginning to feel the same way about him
*I hate my job
*Ryan Haywood is skinny. Not skinnier...skinny.
*I suck at everything I do, including cutting hair.
*I have no motivation.
*I have no free time.
*My mother and I never get along.
*I want to color my hair at school tomorrow and get this fucking stupid red shit out of my hair, but I know fat Terri is going to bombard me with clients. Either that or Patti is going to enforce the "four practicals" rule.
*I'm so unhappy with how I look lately. I'm breaking out, I'm getting pasty again (no time to go tanning either) and I'm sick of my clothes. I look like a stupid goth kid.
*Supposed to go camping all weekend, gonna rain, and then Nate and Jesse will reschedule it for like the week after so I can't get the weekend off. 2 weeks notice minimum don't you know.
*Everyone is still walking all over me.
Is this depression? What the fuck. I don't wanna be that fuckin' depressed kid. I make fun of the depressed kid. Don't make me a hypocrite once again. Where are you God? Why so mean lately?
Fuckin' hell...