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TOO LATE FOR REGRETS!
Sunday, May 03, 2009 11:37 PM

I HAVE BEEN THINKING AND FRETTING OVER A COUPLE OF ISSUES SINCE THIS AFTERNOON THAT I CANNOT EVEN CONCENTRATE AT WORK (not that my work requires a lot of concentration)

RIGHT NOW, THERE'S ANOTHER FUCKING ISSUE ON HAND. I ALREADY HAD A BAD DAY AT WORK YET SOMETHING ELSE HAD TO HAPPEN TO DAMPEN MY ALREADY SUCKY MOOD.

WHILE I'M IN THIS STATE OF MIND,
  • I FEEL SORRY FOR MYSELF
  • I AM SORRY TO M
  • I FEEL VERY SORE
  • I FEEL FULL OF REGRETS
  • P SHOULD HAVE JUST SHUT HER MOUTH AND TOLD ME NOTHING (k i'm so sorry)
  • I AM GOING CRAZY
I SERIOUSLY HAVE NO IDEA WHAT I WANT/WHAT I'M UP TO. PUTTING THE BLAME ON OTHERS WON'T WORK. I WAS THE ONE WHO MADE THE DECISION AND IF THERE'S ANYONE TO BLAME, IT SHOULD BE ME AND NO ONE ELSE.

I THOUGHT THIS WOULD BE BETTER FOR ME. JUST WHEN I'VE PICKED MYSELF UP AGAIN, THIS HAD TO HAPPEN AND HERE I AM FALLING EVEN HARDER THAN BEFORE. THIS TIME, IT HURTS, MORE THAN EVER. SHIT.

STUPID!

I THINK I AM REALLY USELESS FOR NOT BEING ABLE TO SPEAK UP AND JUSTIFY MYSELF. BY JUST KEEPING QUIET AND NOT DOING ANYTHING, IT'S ALMOST THE SAME AS ADMITTING THAT I'M A DOG/A PET. FUCK. HOW USELESS IS THAT.

USELESS!

WHILE I'M NOT IN THE BEST OF MOOD, SOMEONE JUST HAD TO PICK A FIGHT WITH ME BY SWITCHING OFF THE LIGHTS WHEN I AM USING IT. WHAT THE FUCK YOU'RE SUCH A BRAINLESS USELESS PIECE OF SHITTY JERK. YOU SHOULD SERIOUSLY GO TO HELL YOU'RE SERIOUSLY OF NO USE LIVING YOU'RE BETTER OFF DEAD. IT'S ONLY LIKE 10PM WHAT THE FUCK. WHY IS IT THAT WHEN I WANNA SLEEP AT 2/3AM YOU SWITCH ON THE LIGHTS AND READ YOUR BLOODY MOTHERFUCKING NEWSPAPERS AND WHEN I WAS DOING MY STUFF YOU WENT AHEAD TO SWITCH THE LIGHTS OFF FUCK FUCK FUCK GO TO HELL! WHERE THE HELL DID YOUR BRAIN GO TO? DID THE DRUGS EAT IT UP OR DID YOU LEFT IT IN THE TOILET BOWL? THE RUBBISH BIN? OR YOU DON'T EVEN HAVE ONE IN THE FIRST PLACE?


I WANT TO CRY ALREADY.
I WANT TO RUN FAR FAR AWAY.