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I'm so bored with my life. Work and home and nothing else. I just got off at 10:30 tonight and I have to be back tomorrow at 8:30am. Why the fuck do they do that to us?!
I don't even enjoy watching movies anymore. And I've been watching quite a few lately. I've really been going through the collection and watching some old favorites and I barely feel anything afterwords.
Why the fuck did I go to work on my birthday? That really is one of the stupidest things I've ever done. But thinking back now, I've never really had a good birthday. One of my co-workers is taking four days off for her birthday. Why didn't I think of something like that?
Even my sexual frustration is becoming tedious. Like someone who's trudging across a glacier: The feet hurt for a while, but eventually they just go numb. And I'm so sick of they way I feel about certain things sometimes(almost all the time). I'm emotionally diseased.
I don't even enjoy watching movies anymore. And I've been watching quite a few lately. I've really been going through the collection and watching some old favorites and I barely feel anything afterwords.
Why the fuck did I go to work on my birthday? That really is one of the stupidest things I've ever done. But thinking back now, I've never really had a good birthday. One of my co-workers is taking four days off for her birthday. Why didn't I think of something like that?
Even my sexual frustration is becoming tedious. Like someone who's trudging across a glacier: The feet hurt for a while, but eventually they just go numb. And I'm so sick of they way I feel about certain things sometimes(almost all the time). I'm emotionally diseased.