I hate my job.
I hate myself for being such a wuss and agreeing to stay back to do something I know shit about.
I hate myself for being such a wuss and agreeing to stay back to do something I know shit about.
I hate being here alone.
I hate going back to an empty apartment.
I hate feeling sorry for myself.
I hate going back to an empty apartment.
I hate feeling sorry for myself.
I just want to go home and scream into my pillow.
No, scratch that, I just want to go home.
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