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I barely come here anyone
I have amazing friends. Jimmy, Robby, and David are my best friends and I have a whole army of people whom I consider good friends as well. That is the one saving factor to my life. Without them, I would go crazy.
Nothing really happens anymore. I am broken. Actually negative in my account. I was laid off for two weeks straight there for a while. Laid off this week as well. Never had to live like this but I can make due. This is nothing. In a few weeks I will hopefully work my way out of this shit. I swear... fucking overdrafts. Whoever thought of the overdraft fee can suck a cock in hell.
They got rid of the forklifts so there goes my plan to get my license and get bumped up to the level 2's. Fuck you GE as well.
Play Castle Crashers. It's cute. Play it.
Reading a ton of books.
Some dumbass punk chick was up at Highland and told me I wouldn't understand that music because I've never lived that lifestyle and she kept refering to drug use and near homeless life. Violence and what-not. I nearly choked her out. I haven't eaten brains, should I go burn my Misfit collection? I love Minor Threat, but have never once claimed Straight Edge, do I not feel a connection with several songs? I've never once tripped on LSD, and I still love Hendrix, Can, and the writings of Robert Anton Wilson, so does that mean its all false enjoyment somehow? Fuck you. Only a complete dumbass would be pround to label themselves some cliche' term like punk these days anyways. It's fucking 2008 dude. Seriously. I mean, even the people who founded punk got tired of it and moved on in a year or so.
I have been taking sleeping aids. These have also helped me. Not every night or anything, but when needed. Found some amazing ones that will make you vanish for about twenty hours. I can't get many of those and thats a good thing
I have amazing friends. Jimmy, Robby, and David are my best friends and I have a whole army of people whom I consider good friends as well. That is the one saving factor to my life. Without them, I would go crazy.
Nothing really happens anymore. I am broken. Actually negative in my account. I was laid off for two weeks straight there for a while. Laid off this week as well. Never had to live like this but I can make due. This is nothing. In a few weeks I will hopefully work my way out of this shit. I swear... fucking overdrafts. Whoever thought of the overdraft fee can suck a cock in hell.
They got rid of the forklifts so there goes my plan to get my license and get bumped up to the level 2's. Fuck you GE as well.
Play Castle Crashers. It's cute. Play it.
Reading a ton of books.
Some dumbass punk chick was up at Highland and told me I wouldn't understand that music because I've never lived that lifestyle and she kept refering to drug use and near homeless life. Violence and what-not. I nearly choked her out. I haven't eaten brains, should I go burn my Misfit collection? I love Minor Threat, but have never once claimed Straight Edge, do I not feel a connection with several songs? I've never once tripped on LSD, and I still love Hendrix, Can, and the writings of Robert Anton Wilson, so does that mean its all false enjoyment somehow? Fuck you. Only a complete dumbass would be pround to label themselves some cliche' term like punk these days anyways. It's fucking 2008 dude. Seriously. I mean, even the people who founded punk got tired of it and moved on in a year or so.
I have been taking sleeping aids. These have also helped me. Not every night or anything, but when needed. Found some amazing ones that will make you vanish for about twenty hours. I can't get many of those and thats a good thing