good gracious
I feel stressed. Very very stressed. I need a good job. I need a great job. I need a brain numbingly good job.
I think i’m getting worse– just wanting to stay with Scott and Scott only. I’m getting obscenely rude and moody.
I don’t know what is going on. I don’t know how i feel. Except angry. Very angry.
*sighs*
Derringer Meryl [Tired] Out
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