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God, I've had a bad week and a half. I've been so emotionally on the edge that everything trivial has been effecting me. Including rude costumers at work. I just want to move on and put it all behind me, but I keep thinking about it. All the stupid scenarios! I'm just going to act like I don't care, because well, I really don't. It wasn't even about them, but I'm sure everyone who's made me upset thinks they have the upper hand. When it wasn't them at all. My mind's so busy being worried about other things, that I'll cry at anything. I've been so stressed and worried about Andy and I. . and life in general. Nothing to do with your fucking angryattheworldoldhag selves. So don't think you have any power over me. At all. Go fuck yourselves you conservativebushloving nolifeangry sons of a bitches. . . .
That feels better.
In other news. I'm going to see Andy on Friday. I cannot wait to get the fuck out of here for 10 days and get rejuvenated in every sense of the word.
Bye.
That feels better.
In other news. I'm going to see Andy on Friday. I cannot wait to get the fuck out of here for 10 days and get rejuvenated in every sense of the word.
Bye.