Where to begin....or end for that matter
I met the man of my dreams... (this is always how it starts right.... lol) and this is how it ends.... BOOM lol. as usual the old pplz r getting ready to kick me out... i'm ready to scream.... once things start going right and everything seems great.... it all falls apart in my hands. Soon i will have no place to live (again) but on the up side i'm working 2 jobs.... and yet somehow i can't seem to get money to ever stay. I no longer have a credit card, damn id theft!!!!! I just seem to loose every time. Now the man of my dreams is ready to walk.... i'm so angry and every time i try to open my mouth its nothing but word vomit. I now get it..... i can't win. my birthday was nice.... to a point.... I did see Bella Morte and it was awesome... then tonight at work... i had a rush and nothing was done when my friends and my love decided it would be a good time to put a hold on my job to make me blow out the candles on a damn cake they made. It was nice yes. But not in the middle of work. And i only asked for a CUP CAKE! i don't like friggin lots of cake. i'm friggin lactose!!!!! does anyone get it? i'm sorry for anyone who reads this and wastes there time.....
~Tiffy~
~Tiffy~