I know something, and this is it
August 01, 2003 @ 6:15 p.m.
I hate my job. I hate that I have no money. I hate the people that I work with. I hate my family. I hate my friends. I hate everyone.
Hate hate hate.
It's one of those goddamn days where nothing goes how it's supposed to. Where you would give anything to climb back into a comfortable bed (mine is not comfortable, therefore not mine). Just wish away the world.
I'm afraid I'm tired of listening, although everyone's not nearly done talking yet.
I can't tell you how much I space out during the day, hoping things will get better. They won't. That I know.
More than anything, I know that.
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