| Current mood: |  crushed |
FUCK THE WORLD
I am in such a bad fucking mood. Got in a fight with Janet. Had a shitty fucking day at work. Was supposed to go out with James but Jamie won't let him.
Won't let him? I THOUGHT THEY WERE BROKEN UP.
FUCK THIS SHIT, when James calls me later I'm telling him to just fucking forget it. I give the fuck up until he cuts the goddamned cord with her.
I've cried on and off all day, I'm crying now, I don't know why. Yeah, okay, so my heart's a little broken, I had a fight with a close friend, and I'm under a lot of pressure anyway. I hate my life, I just want to fucking kill someone today.
I guess that I'm going to go now. I don't really want to talk about this as much as I thought.
It's over with James, Janet isn't my friend anymore, fuck it all, everything comes to a big crashing fucking end all at once.
I guess I got played and have no friends.
There are worse things. Someone could come and stick hot pokers up my ass. My kids could be sick. Jamie could come and rip my face off right now.
I wouldn't even care. Fuck this, I'm going to go find something to entertain myself so I'll stop crying like a spoiled six-year old.
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