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.i'm stickin to the beaten path. it will always be. about me. the others. memories past. home |
| from that job that makes you sleep back to the thoughts that keep you awake |
Dec 21st, 2007 11:21:14 am - Subscribe |
| My foot is dead. I cant move it without tear jerking pain, let alone walk on it. And I just toughed 8 hours of work, standing in the uniform shoes that hate me to have my roommate say im faking it. Please Mr. Roommate. Look at these blisters, look at the pus ...tell me now I'm lying. I just didn't want to waste the bandaids i had so perfectly on to show him. On another note. I quit my job about a week and a half ago, or something, and I'm scheduled the rest of this week. I figured fine, i'll do it, get another paycheck, whatever. They posted next weeks schedule ...guess who's working before and after christmas? Yep ... Me. W.t.f. Oh well, I've been talking to my mom about moving and it looks as though it'll be postponed for an unknown amount of time, I may as well be making money while i wait and see. My roommate deleted all my songs off his computer, is it fucked up that made me cry? Its kinda weird, I had it all saved because i wanted to burn it, I even brought blank cds, many of them, when i moved in, but my roommate used the last 3. 700 songs just gone ...man, musics like my life. That's just fucked. If theres any good way to end a bad day, well, this sure as hell is not it. Man, I can't even walk right. Just shoot me now |
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| mood: disoriented Current Tune: Playlist Not Found |
(1) sat behind the drumset. |
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evie |
December 21st, 2007 |
| Damn, I don't think anyone can bear to see their music just disappear. I hate it when people tell me I'm faking or that I just need to tough it out. I'm guilty of it though. Why do we have a tendency not to believe people are in pain? Everyone in the world is just trying to get attention. I hope tomorrow gets better, I'd be suicidal after a day like that. | ||
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