And today, I live to complain. My head is about to explode if I just don't scream my lungs out, I'm awfully mad and tired, not depressed no, just very frustrated, mad, tired, angry and all the negative feeling you can think of. Maybe its the freacking PMS that's coming, maybe I just /have/ reasons to be mad.
People who talk bad about other peoples life when they actually have NO life. I found that just disgusting, get a life first than you can talk, and talking about other people on their back is so coward, have something to say, just say it. It been happening a lot everywhere I look at.
A job 24/7 hearing people complaining, and having my bosses all over us, checking if we commit a little fucking mistake so they have a reason to fire us. I'm tired of living in fear, its so stressfull.
Friends that we advice for they're own good and just don't give a fuck to what /I/ say. If it was someone else making an advice it would be great, they would listen, BUT MAYBE I'M TOO BITCHY, THAT'S WHY OTHER PEOPLE DON'T GIVE A FUCK ABOUT WHAT I SAY.
Tired, my head needs to rest, and when I mean rest is really to run from the world, maybe I'm overreacting and blaming everything around me for no reason, but FUCK I need vacations, I'm so fucking tired of everything, and everyone not giving a shit about me. HELLO, I'M HERE, I CARE AND I'D LIKE YOU ALL TO CARE TOO.
AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH I'M SO FRUSTRATED, I NEED TO SCREAM AT LEAST.
Can't wait until the end of the month, four days living like a gispy in a summer festival, finally being able to watch my belove Nine Inch Nails, alive. I need that, I need it.
Feel free to ignore, I just need to let it all out. I sound like a old grumpy man. BI










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Ainda não estou satisfeita com o fundo, mas hei-de encontrar algum que goste.
Tão fofi~
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"An elegant suicide is my last piece of art"- Tristan Rêveur
Chocolate is a way to live
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My etsy shop full of 1" buttons
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