So, you ever have one of those weeks where you just don't know if you make it without jail time? Yea, well that was my week. I was too tired all week, not resting enough is a problem. Every little thing seems to get to me. Regular noise in the office I would normally be able to block out seem abrasive to my very being.
The coworkers I enjoy so much got on my last nerve. weather it was just conversation or work related. it didn't matter. I hate when I have days like that. I am a happy person. My favorite thing is to laugh. I love laughing and hearing laughter. but everyone has a dark side.
Now I have this issue with.... filters. I don't have mine anymore. If I want to tell you to fuck off, I most likely will. I just can't help it. most of my REAL friends know this stuff. For instance, I told Mary Jane to fuck off, but under different circumstances, but that fuck off was with love and humor. She was having her bad moment as well. Like why did this week suck? Why was everything so hard to get through?
I'm not going to turn this into a bitch-fest. It was a shit week, it happens. not all moments sucked, just most. Got to move on, pull up them big girl panties and move the fuck on.
NOT YOURS, BUT TRULY
*Dixie*
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