It's Friday and I won't know until later today whether or not I have to work Sat. It depends if my boss decides to go to Vegas or not. Right now I have to plan on working so I don't get disappointed.
I'm worried about my Dad. He's getting surgery today to remove a node from his prostate. I'm trying not to worry until we know more. I'm more bummed because my Dad is really depressed, losing weight and not sleeping since he is going thru retirement and big life changes. He just isn't happy and is totally stressed out.
Added on to that, my ex keeps calling me. I do not respond to her calls or text messages. She keeps fishing for me to comply with her head games---I will not. The other woman can deal with her shit.
My skin has been freaking out. I think its getting better, but I guess some things have been making my skin crawl and break out lately. Song for the day
Foo Fighters
breakout
You make me dizzy, running circles in my head.
One of these days, I'll chase you down.
Well, look who'se going crazy now?
We're face to face, my friend,
Better get out.
Better get out.
You know you make me break out,
You make me break out.
I don't want to look like that,
I don't want to look like that.
You know you make me break out,
You make me break out.
I don't want to look like that,
I don't want to look like that.
You know you make me break out.
You can see this on my face,
It's all for you.
The more and more I take,
I break right through.
And therapy still scares me,
Putting me on my back again.
I may be crazy, little frayed around the ends.
One of these days, I'll phase you out.
Burn it in the blast off,
Burn it in the blast off, watching me crawl away,
Try to get out.
Try to get out.
You know you make me break out,
You make me break out.
I don't want to look like that,
I don't want to look like that.
You know you make me break out,
You make me break out.
I don't want to look like that,
I don't want to look like that, yeah, yeah.
I don't want to look like that.
Break out!
Break out!
Break out!
Break out!
Go! Go! Go!
I'm worried about my Dad. He's getting surgery today to remove a node from his prostate. I'm trying not to worry until we know more. I'm more bummed because my Dad is really depressed, losing weight and not sleeping since he is going thru retirement and big life changes. He just isn't happy and is totally stressed out.
Added on to that, my ex keeps calling me. I do not respond to her calls or text messages. She keeps fishing for me to comply with her head games---I will not. The other woman can deal with her shit.
My skin has been freaking out. I think its getting better, but I guess some things have been making my skin crawl and break out lately. Song for the day
Foo Fighters
breakout
You make me dizzy, running circles in my head.
One of these days, I'll chase you down.
Well, look who'se going crazy now?
We're face to face, my friend,
Better get out.
Better get out.
You know you make me break out,
You make me break out.
I don't want to look like that,
I don't want to look like that.
You know you make me break out,
You make me break out.
I don't want to look like that,
I don't want to look like that.
You know you make me break out.
You can see this on my face,
It's all for you.
The more and more I take,
I break right through.
And therapy still scares me,
Putting me on my back again.
I may be crazy, little frayed around the ends.
One of these days, I'll phase you out.
Burn it in the blast off,
Burn it in the blast off, watching me crawl away,
Try to get out.
Try to get out.
You know you make me break out,
You make me break out.
I don't want to look like that,
I don't want to look like that.
You know you make me break out,
You make me break out.
I don't want to look like that,
I don't want to look like that, yeah, yeah.
I don't want to look like that.
Break out!
Break out!
Break out!
Break out!
Go! Go! Go!
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faelynia:
fu:
Aww, be well please