So yeah things havent been all that bad lately. Sarah got rid of her job at IHOP and got a job at Max 10 (the ghettoest store around). I still havent gotten a job. I really need one because Sarah has one and like Steve has one and I feel left out from the job like festivities
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And also how am I the one with no life, just because you're friends with my friends dosent mean shit. They to will get sick of your "everything bad happens to me...FEEL BAD NOW!!!" mentality.
I seriously had no real problem with you until you said some shit about meh parisiting or whatever. As soon as I lost my job my "parisiting" of you ceased to happen. I invited you over, told you to come hang out with us etc, etc. All you did was tell people I don't talk to you or invite you to do shit....*cough*bullshit*cough*
You lied to my friends about stuff you've done and you also looked me and them all in the face when the whole Erin thing happened and told me that you wouldnt never cheat on a girl. I damn well knew you cheated and when Tara asked me if you had a girlfriend I knew you did but I tried to save your ass. Did you thank me..no, did you even acknowledge it...no.
Devin, I'm not going to be the one who's going to be fucked over in the end. I can't be fucked over. Everyday I wake up is another day I have to do somthing with my life. Thats the way I think of it, it's the way I always have, It's the way I always will.
As for being able to take my life give it a shit. I seriously don't think I can die. I've overdosed to many times and done to many harmfull things to myself to think somone as small as you can come along and finish me off. If you do succeed in killing me congratulations....you're medocre.
Well that's all I'm going to say for now, got stuff to do with the life I don't have.
Chuch
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