The Enemy of the Good (eideteker) wrote,
The Enemy of the Good

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No Joke

I am so tired—so physically exhausted—that the muscles in my back are relaxing.

Work sucks I wanna fuckin die They're conspiring to give me no days off four weeks in a row.

Everyone get fucked. I'd say you know who you are except you aren't reading my journal, most of you.

You're not everyone; you're someone special. Isn't that what they fuckin told you in Kindergarten?
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