dropdeadred

hmmm...
words escape me
the man who was supposed to work with me tonight didn't show up for work. Worked alone. My paycheck is still messed up. I asked for less hours, they gave me more. My last day of was last Thursday, my next day off Saturday. Hold on, I have to bend over so they can fuck me up the ass a little harder.
My father is determined to build an internet business (after seeing an infomercial). He wants to make an online occult store. Isn't he great?!
drunk again, well deserved. Black covered fingers from the graphite. I won't let this build up inside of me. If I could set the world on fire tonight, I would laugh at its flames.