ok, erased all kinds of shit i just wrote to start over again.
complaints for today: pulled a muscle in my back, thigh's are making walking quite difficult, slept for 12 hours last night only to wake up completely exhausted, body is being an asshole and wont let me eat more than 3 bites of food before making me feel ill and i never want to look at a stilleto ever again.
good things: bought new lengerie, walked around young street (havn't done that in a long time), don't have to work until 10 meaning its only a 5 hour shift.
went to a friends house for dinner last week, t'was nice. she sat me down and lectured be about how i handle (my lack of) "relationships" and basically called me out on all of the stupid things that i do in them. it made me feel about 3 inches tall but someone had to do it... reality check. aside from that, the chicken fajita's were fantastic.
umm.
im so fucking bored here, im so fucking bored. i dont know what to do with myself other than work. i mean i need to work to have the money to move but i cant think of any sort of reason why i'd need a day off? i mean, theres nothing new, there are no shows that i want to see here, the bars are all the time with all the same people in them, as of late im feeling disgusted with the idea of someone touching me (theres one exception to this statement) so i sure as fuck don't want to go on any 'dates'. since when the fuck did life get so fucking boring? it makes me want to stand on the top of a building and scream at everyone in the damn city. isn't toronto supposed to be a smaller version of new york? with 4 million goddamn people in the city you think there'd be something work 'skipping' out on work for?! this place is so dead to me... there is no life here... nothing. absolutely nothing here.
i cant wait to get out of here.
thats my rant for today...
i wonder what would happen if i bought some ruby shoes and clicked my heels together 3 times.
xo.
t.
-sigh-
complaints for today: pulled a muscle in my back, thigh's are making walking quite difficult, slept for 12 hours last night only to wake up completely exhausted, body is being an asshole and wont let me eat more than 3 bites of food before making me feel ill and i never want to look at a stilleto ever again.
good things: bought new lengerie, walked around young street (havn't done that in a long time), don't have to work until 10 meaning its only a 5 hour shift.
went to a friends house for dinner last week, t'was nice. she sat me down and lectured be about how i handle (my lack of) "relationships" and basically called me out on all of the stupid things that i do in them. it made me feel about 3 inches tall but someone had to do it... reality check. aside from that, the chicken fajita's were fantastic.
umm.
im so fucking bored here, im so fucking bored. i dont know what to do with myself other than work. i mean i need to work to have the money to move but i cant think of any sort of reason why i'd need a day off? i mean, theres nothing new, there are no shows that i want to see here, the bars are all the time with all the same people in them, as of late im feeling disgusted with the idea of someone touching me (theres one exception to this statement) so i sure as fuck don't want to go on any 'dates'. since when the fuck did life get so fucking boring? it makes me want to stand on the top of a building and scream at everyone in the damn city. isn't toronto supposed to be a smaller version of new york? with 4 million goddamn people in the city you think there'd be something work 'skipping' out on work for?! this place is so dead to me... there is no life here... nothing. absolutely nothing here.
i cant wait to get out of here.
thats my rant for today...
i wonder what would happen if i bought some ruby shoes and clicked my heels together 3 times.
xo.
t.
-sigh-
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networkgnome:
You should work to live; not live to work. It'll burn you out eventually, even if you otherwise really enjoy what you do for a living. A day off for "sanity maintenance" is good.
retroactivwe:
You coming to P0rm?