Life doesn't always go to plan.

If you worked as a manager in a company and your staff were quitting without another job to go to because it was becoming a complete joke you’d think that maybe you need to do something.

Fuck fridays

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Kimberley, 20, 5ft 11, UK size 18.

Unreal.

Abother episode.

Worse than the last one. Like it was before. But not. This time i dont feel the comfort that comes with it. I don’t want this. I’m hoping i’ve changed the meaning of that sentence. Not sure i have though.

First

Day of feeling like shit since i started on the anti ds. Meh. Massive realistion of they cant fix me. Im very firmly entrenched in this shitty rut.

I used to

Have a life. People wolud text me and ask me what i was up to. Go out do stuff. They moved away. Stabbed me in the back. Or just got sick of me replying with “working sorry”. So just give up. So I now get days off and no one bothers. Or cares. Mint.

I saw a glimpse

Of my self tonight. Buried under the anger and missery. And like a flash he was gone. Please come back. Replace me completely.

Mind games

So you’re on a night out. Everyones had a few drinks. And then the mind games start. But they all put you right in the middle. Cheers. So you fuck with my head. Which is already a mess to try and get what you want. Ta. I love being sacrificed for the sake of others. As thats whats partly driven

Job hunting

is horribly depressing.

When you just want

A nice easy day out with friends? But every single desicion on what to do is a battle. Where do we go. How about here or here or here or here or here, no that’s a 9 hour drive or here or here. Argh! Difficult! What time. No not that time don’t be stupid. I’m not going if it’s that time. Bet you by half 8 I’m ready to throw them both into the sea