cherrylove13

God I hate my salon owner. There is nothing worse than working for someone who doesn't respect anything you do or say simply because she doesn't like the way you look.
I had this HUGE talk with her yesterday which basicly consisted of all the things her and this rude-ass WT BITCH receptionist didn't like about me. It pisses me off that people have one ideal about me SIMPLY because I have a different personality or look different.
I guess that's why my hair will ALWAYS have some fun color in it. "Oh god, she has pink hair, piercings, and tatts, she must be trying to rob me blind." Funny thing is, I'm one of the nicest, most honest people around, yet I'm treated like a criminal.

Fuck you close-minded, Anne Taylor wearing, money hungry Assholes.

I think it's time to fade away
from all the shit inside my head,
I go instead, to a beautiful place
you know I'll find it.
I've tried so hard to stay away,
far away from all these days
that never change, and with these things that

Make me take those pills,
amputating my emotions
Make me numb so I don't care
Keep checking my vitals,
still no sign of life here.

Let the sedation take the place
of all ambition for myself,
There's nothing left
and now and then I'll hide behind it,
It's in this place I try to stay.
Far away my life has changed,
And everything is fading into gray.

Give me room so I can breath,
The walls keep closing in I'm feeling clastrophobic, increase the dosage
So I can feel alive again.
Don't wanna feel sober, don't wanna Feel pain,
I really don't wanna feel the emptiness, the stress,
And all those things that make me take
Those pills.

Pills
-Primer 55