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so here i am,in a dead end job i'm quitting on thursday. with no prospects and no sign of my lisence. god damn it. i'm also in love with the most inconvient unobtainable boy to me ever. i mean WHAT IS WRONG WITH ME. and i'm starting to go slightly insane with the claustraphobia which is south woodford. its eating away at my already deprived soul.
i also signed my life away to the labour party. i mean seriously! what is wrong with me.
on a nicer note rhi is home tomorrow although i don't know howmuch i will see of her as i am working all weekend. poop.
i also signed my life away to the labour party. i mean seriously! what is wrong with me.
on a nicer note rhi is home tomorrow although i don't know howmuch i will see of her as i am working all weekend. poop.