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this is gonna get old real quick, but im not done bitching yet.
its christmas. new years. annually.
every year now, at least since ive left for college ive annually fallen completely to shit. every year come the snow and vacation time all the little trinkets and gadgets that dictate daily life disappear dissolve fuckup shatter shutdown or just fucking suck. wallets keys phones glasses atm cards licenses ids computers. all the little change collected from happy relatives around wreaths, trees and eggnog laden tables goes into that piteous account called 'repairing my shit life'.
dont text me ever. nothing shows up on the fucking screen, it just glows white. i can receive calls, and if i have your number written down on my little fucking notecard-phonebook im creating then i can call you. comment w/ numbers so i can add you to my joyous list. i cant afford a new phone. upgrade is in june.
laptop. whothefuckknows. i havent even started my job and i can see all money is spoken for through probably april. who wants to join me in early january on the 2nd job hunt. itll be fun i swear.
my fucking nose and throat and eyes itch 24/7 from buddy and brownie. i want to shave and plastic wrap them.
cant wait to see all of your shining faces.
its christmas. new years. annually.
every year now, at least since ive left for college ive annually fallen completely to shit. every year come the snow and vacation time all the little trinkets and gadgets that dictate daily life disappear dissolve fuckup shatter shutdown or just fucking suck. wallets keys phones glasses atm cards licenses ids computers. all the little change collected from happy relatives around wreaths, trees and eggnog laden tables goes into that piteous account called 'repairing my shit life'.
dont text me ever. nothing shows up on the fucking screen, it just glows white. i can receive calls, and if i have your number written down on my little fucking notecard-phonebook im creating then i can call you. comment w/ numbers so i can add you to my joyous list. i cant afford a new phone. upgrade is in june.
laptop. whothefuckknows. i havent even started my job and i can see all money is spoken for through probably april. who wants to join me in early january on the 2nd job hunt. itll be fun i swear.
my fucking nose and throat and eyes itch 24/7 from buddy and brownie. i want to shave and plastic wrap them.
cant wait to see all of your shining faces.