the closer I am to fine
I have spent the last week giving away all my stress… not maliciously. I’m just done with it now it’s been delegated, dealt with, or fired.
Some of you will feel the ripples and the waves of my decisions. All I have to say about that is I am half way between apologetic and telling you to f-off because it’s my life. Right now f-off is winning the race.
Because I want to be the withered woman with the pristine wrinkled skin wearing bright red lipstick singing “I Did It My Way” to my smiling little old husband at a gay bar on a Wednesday night while all the queens in jeans whisper about how I used to be famous and what a tragedy I am.
I don’t want to be the bitter old woman teaching english/library skills to ungrateful k though 6-ers in a rich-kid-public-school because I was afraid to hurt anyone’s feelings.
Some of you will feel the ripples and the waves of my decisions. All I have to say about that is I am half way between apologetic and telling you to f-off because it’s my life. Right now f-off is winning the race.
Because I want to be the withered woman with the pristine wrinkled skin wearing bright red lipstick singing “I Did It My Way” to my smiling little old husband at a gay bar on a Wednesday night while all the queens in jeans whisper about how I used to be famous and what a tragedy I am.
I don’t want to be the bitter old woman teaching english/library skills to ungrateful k though 6-ers in a rich-kid-public-school because I was afraid to hurt anyone’s feelings.