everu time I fight with my mother I feel we are so alike and it stops me dead in my tracksโฆ how I wish I didnโt hear her every time I raise my voice. I hope I never make the people I talk to feel how she makes me feel when she gets like that
I like my new job so far. All I had to do was show up on time and then do the same 15 steps over and over and over and over and over again. I work alone, I can wear headphones, and at 4am I take a break to sit in complete silence and eat a bag of chips and smoke. sounds perfect!
love when Iโm anxious about being 2 minutes late for work and when I get there, no one else is here yet and the work for the night hasnโt even arrived at my station yet
post-hangout affirmations
-i was normal
-there are at least 2 or 3 people alive
who are worse to spend time with
than me
-no one wants me to die
-nobody noticed when i missed my
mouth a little bit & spilled some diet
coke down my shirt