Such Sweet Nothing

I hate public speaking.
I hate rainy days.
I hate first meetings with anyone, anywhere, anytime.
I hate heels.
I hate having to do things I don't want to do. (But I have to)
I hate all the things I do because I have no choice.
I hate how much I care.
I hate how much this sucks.

The Delegate of Mexico just wants to go home, curl up and die.

2 days. The goal is to actually open my golden mouth. If I do that, I will very happily trot down to town and buy myself whatever the hell I lay eyes on and want. Because I bloody deserve it.




	Such Sweet Nothing Words, whispers and sighs Shrieks, sometimes Home Get Email Updates Admin Password Remember Me 247446 Curiosities served Share on Facebook				2008-03-13 6:32 PM I just wanted to say that... Previous Entry :: Next Entry Mood: tired. and so very... hate-ful. Read/Post Comments (0) I hate public speaking. I hate rainy days. I hate first meetings with anyone, anywhere, anytime. I hate heels. I hate having to do things I don't want to do. (But I have to) I hate all the things I do because I have no choice. I hate how much I care. I hate how much this sucks. The Delegate of Mexico just wants to go home, curl up and die. 2 days. The goal is to actually open my golden mouth. If I do that, I will very happily trot down to town and buy myself whatever the hell I lay eyes on and want. Because I bloody deserve it. Read/Post Comments (0) Previous Entry :: Next Entry Back to Top