I feel like fucking shit, and I am sick of it. I know I'm not the only person who feels this way, but shit...I feel this way, and when you feel like this, it is hard to think about anybody else feeling this way. I am sick of it. I cut the fuck out of my arm for a release. It was not enough. I want to smash at my face with a fucking hammer. I ( Read more... )

That may be safer anyhow ( Read more... )

That part of the book I have in here, yeah, there are now 30 pages of it...so yeah, I don't know, I might just get this done.

Fucking shit. I am pissed off. I want to go on a killing spree. I want to kill myself, I don't care. I need some violence. Or violins...again, it doesn't really matter. I want to quit my job. I suck at it, and well, quite frankly, my fucking attidude (and people getting into my fucking business) have gotten me into trouble. I don't care. I ( Read more... )

Damn.
Can't believe that person did that.
Did you give them my fucking pictures too?
Mind your own fucking business,
And don't bring mine to work with you, fuckface.
I'm fucking pissed.

PS - the below entry for the book whatever...the book isn't going to go in any semblance of chronological order, just whatever order I need to make it work and explain itself right. I just decided to start with the most recent, as it was the freshest in my memory...and yes, I know, I will probably never get done with this book, but I can pretend,

If you are reading this, and you are from ntelos, you need to keep anything you read her quiet, as only if it ever gets printed (hahahahahaaa) will anybody there ever get wind of this...but I need to get this up here where some people can see it...in any event, this is just what I was able to get in an hour or so...there's lots, lots more, but I'm ( Read more... )

And I feel relieved...I didn't really want to take it, because I am having some serious issues right now, and actually, due to some rather coarse interraction with one of the people I work with, I am kinda wanting to quit. He is like a magnet, except because I am bipolar, sometimes I'm attracted (not like that, just friends wise) and sometimes I'm ( Read more... )

Yeah, so it is roughly 8:20am...I have an interview at 9:00 in Waynesboro (at my current work, just for a better position) and I'm kinda nervous...I'm just sitting here wasting time until I can get my shit and go...I have to go to the interview, then back to staunton to work at arby's, then back to waynesboro to work my regular shift at ntelos...I ( Read more... )

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