sigh. sigh. sigh. at the other end of the scale again where all my esteem, whining and discontentments re-surface.
who can bring me to a happier place? no, i need to find it myself.
what can i do to make my face less fat, nose sharper and eyes bigger?
when will I be able to get a pay raise, or earn enough?
where, oh where is that happier place?
why can't I live a carefree and responsibility-free life?
how can I fail driving THRICE?! fkn failure can?
bleah! dreading it.
but we all know i'll flip over to the other side of the scale soon..i'm that fickle.
arghhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh.
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