screams the annoying little f*** in my head.
Working in retail is like handing over your brain at security just to get a key for a locker to put your bag in and then to stand on hours like a zombie on a shopfloor looking pretty. Just to be told by tourists "you look pretty" No fu**ing shit Sherlock!!! Arghhhhhhhhh! what a waste of life.
I keep him at arms length even though his demands are increasing. I'd do anything not to become attatched even though that's all he wants.He knows eveything but my name and I'm not giving that away until he gives me something he's thought about, thoroughly.
I love music but I can't seem to see it ever falling into place for me, all I can do is try my hardest and hope for the best. But sometimes that is not enough. I think I'm going to be okay though, eitherway
Here's for trying.
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