Feb 07, 2003 13:50
i want to leave so badly, every fiber of my body seems to gravitate towards the door... her back is turned, distracting noises in place... bet this'll be the one time i actually stay here when i'm supposed to...
i'm tired. of things. and thoughts. and feelings.
i don't like working with the stupid woman who kisses my face and talks jibberish to me. she is a moron. i need to go get a pie. peace.