dum-da-dum-dum...DUM!
Strike is on. Work is going to be overwhelming for an unspecified amount of time.
I might get called to strike duty anywhere in Canada. I hope they send me to Winnipeg so I can see my mom. I talk to her everyday but I still miss her so much.
In other news, I think my vday gift to my boyfriend will be a broken heart. I think I broke him, not consciously, but in the end it doesn't matter if I knew I was doing it or not. It's just done.
When it comes down to it, I'm alot more self-destructive than I thought I was.
I just sabotaged myself so bad, I think if I had some it to someone else I'd choke on the guilt and be found dead in my apartment from unknown causes.
I don't fucking care if it's melodramatic, life isn't supposed to be a flatline for fucks sake.
If ever given the choice, I'd much prefer to be the one who's broken, as opposed to the one breaking.
I hate winter.
I might get called to strike duty anywhere in Canada. I hope they send me to Winnipeg so I can see my mom. I talk to her everyday but I still miss her so much.
In other news, I think my vday gift to my boyfriend will be a broken heart. I think I broke him, not consciously, but in the end it doesn't matter if I knew I was doing it or not. It's just done.
When it comes down to it, I'm alot more self-destructive than I thought I was.
I just sabotaged myself so bad, I think if I had some it to someone else I'd choke on the guilt and be found dead in my apartment from unknown causes.
I don't fucking care if it's melodramatic, life isn't supposed to be a flatline for fucks sake.
If ever given the choice, I'd much prefer to be the one who's broken, as opposed to the one breaking.
I hate winter.