FML.

[losthopeinlife]

you know how a couple entries ago
life was all hunky dory and amazing.
well.
it died.
im so frustrated with everything going on right now its not even funny.

little ceasers only gave me 5 hous next week.
5 mother fucking hours.
how the fuck am im supposed to pay bills with that.

and pynk.
well i dont even knw.
i do 2 haircuts.
one of which i messed up
and now i gotta be this ladys assistant
cuz obviously.
one messed up haircut means i dont know what the fuck im doing.
fuck that.
i am a good hairdresser
sorry if im a little rusty from not doing it for MONTHS.
no one talks to me.
just cuz im not a gossipy little bitch.
well excuse me.
i knew this was gonna be hard. and start off slow.
but fuck.
i could used a little bit more wrning for this bullshit.

and justin.
god..
i like him sooo much.
but i dont know if i can do this.
he doesnt talk to me.
like he does.
but something will be wrong and ill ask him about it
and its always just.
im fine.
im ok.
im tired of talking.

all i want to do is help!!!!
and he wont let me!
its so frustrating
and then when i dont talk to him about an issue i have.
i have walls.
and he cant deal with walls.
wtf.
like its any easier for me to deal with them.
i try to stay positive.
i just dont think its worth it.
to be depressed and wallowing all the fucking time.
lifes to short.
especially now.

hes a great guy.
hes sweet. and caring.
and cute.
and could do so much.
if hed only give himself the chance to do it.

then theres my dad.
i dont even want to deal that that.
i just want my fucking car back.

fuck.
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