lauretta

Hi there, fellows Suiciders




I feel like I've spent my last 23 years and half in a golden wonderland, partying and claiming to study, as I'm at my fourth day of work and I'm already exhausted! Waking up at the time you used to go to bed is - uhmm - awkward
I wish I could say tomorrow will be a better day, but there will be no such thing as "friday night out" for me from now on, as I'll be working every fucking saturday. All I can do is believing I'm doing this for the better: it's not the kind of work I want to do for the rest of my life, but it's a huge company and there's plenty of roles I'm interested in. All I want to do is make these people see they can rely on me and I am perfectly able to do whatever they ask me to do

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Oh, I hate to keep things short when I update here: I'd rather not writing anything at all for a while and wait to have the time to post a proper entry. In the meantime, you can catch my delirious self on other channels: I try to keep up everyday with my twitter and instagram (@brokendollhatesyou).
Stalk me, 'mmmmkay?!

Bye for now, people: gotta go to bed.
xoxo
your Lauretta