Robolove

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Robolove
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I opt not to bitch on Facebook so here I am to bitch. Bitch, bitch, bitch, bitch, bitch. School...I am having a school related identity crisis of sorts, seriously questioning my choices, wondering why everyone else at the school is too damn boring or stereotypical to be any fun(at least my kind of fun). I took a sick day today because I needed a minute to think and relax and not have a panic attack, or potentially puke on a client. That would be sad. Also what the hell is wrong with men? Or maybe it's me...but I'm not going to lie here, I think I would be a primo girlfriend and yet...here I am. I am aware that all the loud screamy girls who make a lot of ruckus and talk about themselves way too much...oh for shits sake. I am going to shut up now, I don't even know what I'm bitching about anymore. I am a giant ball of frustration right now and I just need a minute, or three days. I'd take more if I could but alas I have to work on growing up despite the fact that I would like to perpetuate my Peter Pan complex.

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