I need to get out more I have the next 3 days off, and I'm not gonna sit in my house all weekend but I have little money I think I'm gonna freak out...
SOME ONE HELP ME PLEASE....
I hate to beg but this has gone to far...
I need out of this lil trap I call my body my heart and my soul, I'm too much of a wuss I don't take chances,I'm afraid of something....
I WANT TO LIVE !!!!!
SOME ONE HELP ME PLEASE....
I hate to beg but this has gone to far...
I need out of this lil trap I call my body my heart and my soul, I'm too much of a wuss I don't take chances,I'm afraid of something....
I WANT TO LIVE !!!!!
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thanks for saying hullo. any friend of kay is a friend of mine! if feel your pain with the no money/ no honey dilema. when you bust your ass six days a week just to keep a roof over your head there ain't no time for fun. i have been stuck in the house goin' stir crazy for the last few weekends meself. hopefully the promise of a new job in september (if very curious, see my journal) will loosten up my anorexic purse strings. heh, you know its pathetic when you call home to tell the rents about your new job, your dad yells, "go out and get drunk tonight!" and you are so exhausted that you just go home, put up your feet, and pop in a dvd. the wild rumpus will have to commence next weekend. (sigh)
if you were in cambridge i would take you to a wild bar, but, alas. good luck getting out!
xo,
iso
i'm so special. when i got home my roomate was watching trainspotting which is one of my favorite movies evah. i sometimes talk in trainspotting quotes the way big simpson's fans talk in simpson-speak. i know that is more than semi pathetic but what can i say, i've a weak spot for the scottish. so i watched that for a while, then browsed sg, then fell into a deep, luxurious sleep, got up the next morning, went to work, and gave my notice at my retail job!!!!! now i am sitting in front of my computer eating pretzels and drinking some very old shiraz. i wanted to go out and celebrate my newfound employment with some wine women and song, but all my friends are too busy cuddling with signifigant others to play with me, their boozy, single, sexually frustrated teacher friend. so its another night of masturbation for me. if one could spontaneously combust from sexual frustration i would have gone up in flames long ago.
now i have probably frightened you.
hope you are doing something/someone better tonight!
x iso to the bela