timore

Last night I made the hardest decision of my life. Today I let someone talk me out of it. And fuck off, it had nothing to do with any boys.

Also, I fucking hate this bitch at work. I feel like I lead a double life because of the image I have to uphold there but my true colors are about to show and she will not like it. I may lose my job, but she will not fuck with me again.

In high school this brute of a female pissed me off and the psychological warfare was on. It ended when I was asked if I knew where she was because she apparently ran away from home. I try to harness my powers only for good now.

I'm a packrat.

I need to buy stamps.

The only houses I can afford are in the ghetto. I don't think anyone I know would come visit.

Something bad is happening. I am listening to whiney music rather than hard shit. Fuck you hormones.