i'm sick of people coming into the bank and demanding their candy.
i'm sick of people throwing huge fits over things which are not that goddamn big of a deal.
i'm sick of people who can't keep track of their own shit [read: money] getting angry at me about it.
i'm tired of being the sounding board for everyone's negativety.
i'm tired of living one place and always wishing i was in another.
i'm tired of reminding myself all-too-late to keep my friggin' mouth shut.
i want to feel like it's okay to take some time to myself when i need it, that i won't be letting someone down or hurting someone's feelings.
i want to move. to a new city. where i know no one.
i want to take a week off work and spend the entire time cleaning and making things and sleeping in.
is it january yet? or at least the middle of december so i don't have to feel badly about not doing anything for my theology class. hot damn.
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