I'm pretty tired of life at the moment. Not suicide tired or anything, just "wish I had millions of dollars so I could be a hermit" tired.
I hate my company and want a new job but that feels impossible. Someone hurt me really badly, I behaved like a weak and stupid woman, something I promised myself I'd never be, and it hurts a lot that the person who hurt me doesn't give a fuck.
I'm not going anything good with my life. I live in the ghetto (in fact, someone just screamed in a disturbing way) and I rarely go anywhere.
I never, ever wanted to grow up. I was never someone who could't wait to grow up. And I hate that it happened because being grown up fucking sucks and things hurt more than when you were a kid, even during the teenage years.
Just to be content would be very welcome right now but I'm so hurt and angry and ashamed that I'm afraid it'll never happen, that feeling of content.
How a person can fuck up her life so completely I'll never know, even though I've done it.
I hate my company and want a new job but that feels impossible. Someone hurt me really badly, I behaved like a weak and stupid woman, something I promised myself I'd never be, and it hurts a lot that the person who hurt me doesn't give a fuck.
I'm not going anything good with my life. I live in the ghetto (in fact, someone just screamed in a disturbing way) and I rarely go anywhere.
I never, ever wanted to grow up. I was never someone who could't wait to grow up. And I hate that it happened because being grown up fucking sucks and things hurt more than when you were a kid, even during the teenage years.
Just to be content would be very welcome right now but I'm so hurt and angry and ashamed that I'm afraid it'll never happen, that feeling of content.
How a person can fuck up her life so completely I'll never know, even though I've done it.
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