Now I am working. Hard working. 10 hour days. 4pm.-2:30am. Monday-Friday.(sometimes) Monday-Thursday(all the time) I feel as if I can't breathe in there. It's hot, it's dusty, and well, I smoke way to much. Guitar Center Warehouse is paying me well. :)
What else could happen. It's not always fun. I figured friends, meant friends. But friends in his eyes, is just a hotel. Wow. Girls can't be what it comes down to. Because really? I can't handle certain girls. So what should happen?
should he leave? because I really am tired. I really am stressed. I really am getting to the last nerve here.FUCK