god is testing me ...and he's about to find out where my last nerve is
hee hee i have a lil brudder. he lika say "eee-wah, eee-wah"
and also i gt fired from bukkies over 12 minutes ($1.92) of "time theft" because fucking adt didn't note that the fucking alarm was going off the entire time. i wish i knew the real reason i was fired, i rilly do. oh well, old news. and three days later i'm being helped by a barista at a different coffee shop who leaves in the middle of a transaction to go potty, and he is still gainfully employed.
we're in portland now and things are looking slightly up. even though our old landlord is currently fucking us out of our deposit.i will fight him tooth and nail.
i'm sick of being fucked for all of my hard work. i'm sick of broken promises and ineptitude and if one more person/ agency demands money from me i will cause someone bodily harm. where does the universe get off handing me this shit-pile? (i may not be starving or ferrel in a third world country but i can only judge from my own perspective.)
i'm constantly facing the fact that i don't have enough money to keep myself alive and well. my teeth are going to rot out of my head,my cunt is going to eat itself, my pancreas is currently rotting in my torso my lungs are going to collapse and my eyeballs are going to swell out of my head. think i'm being dramatic? i'll send you a copy of my last test results.
it's time i started sucking off of the government. food stamps here we come.
sorry about the tirade. it's been a hard year. speaking of which, our anniversary is on the 5th of july and i hafta figger out what the hell we're doing. the fine lady without whom i'd surely be dead by now deserves something nice.
i have a little brother? wtf? and a new cousin? shit.
i really do miss my family. it suprises me sometimes. it can be so distracting just trying to survive. i keep telling myself that i'm going to school soon and i have buffy and everythings gonna be ooooo-kaaay.
i'm not dead yet.
i'm not dead yet.
and also i gt fired from bukkies over 12 minutes ($1.92) of "time theft" because fucking adt didn't note that the fucking alarm was going off the entire time. i wish i knew the real reason i was fired, i rilly do. oh well, old news. and three days later i'm being helped by a barista at a different coffee shop who leaves in the middle of a transaction to go potty, and he is still gainfully employed.
we're in portland now and things are looking slightly up. even though our old landlord is currently fucking us out of our deposit.i will fight him tooth and nail.
i'm sick of being fucked for all of my hard work. i'm sick of broken promises and ineptitude and if one more person/ agency demands money from me i will cause someone bodily harm. where does the universe get off handing me this shit-pile? (i may not be starving or ferrel in a third world country but i can only judge from my own perspective.)
i'm constantly facing the fact that i don't have enough money to keep myself alive and well. my teeth are going to rot out of my head,my cunt is going to eat itself, my pancreas is currently rotting in my torso my lungs are going to collapse and my eyeballs are going to swell out of my head. think i'm being dramatic? i'll send you a copy of my last test results.
it's time i started sucking off of the government. food stamps here we come.
sorry about the tirade. it's been a hard year. speaking of which, our anniversary is on the 5th of july and i hafta figger out what the hell we're doing. the fine lady without whom i'd surely be dead by now deserves something nice.
i have a little brother? wtf? and a new cousin? shit.
i really do miss my family. it suprises me sometimes. it can be so distracting just trying to survive. i keep telling myself that i'm going to school soon and i have buffy and everythings gonna be ooooo-kaaay.
i'm not dead yet.
i'm not dead yet.