o´Shitty Thursday...

Today waiting for the almighty cof cof scuze me? (prick) cof I´m thinking about handing over my finally-get-outta-this-fuckin-job- letter today to the boss, and my phone rings. The hologram starts performing a monologue about how she spoke to this colleague who’s son went to France yadayadayada and that I definitely should try and go abroad but to Europe cause in the States “all is going down economics and stuff” and don´t go to America, go Europe and besides well but this son of my friend he is really intelligent so he has a major in computers and…yadyadyada. And I´m like thinking but to myself hello this bitch doesn´t call me for 2 weeks and now she just starts talking like hell about …what?this?whatdafuck? crazy and all but´s that´s mom. In case you already don´t know, my hologram mother has a thing for wrongness. Always saying the wrong things on top of the worst moments. Then I just mumbled ok, listen... we´ll talk about this some other day? And then she yeah sure and hungs up on me… forgot to say goodbye and the phone just went dead...How sweet of her calling me in the middle of this oblivious shitty day to...(remember she exists and prove yet again that families go wrong?) Didn´t have the chance to tell her Thanks mom, for lifting my spirits, as always ! oh and I my period came. Still wondering about the perfect moment: today or on 24th day before x-mas because it will be the last I´ll see him before the end of the year (and funny enough it is his b-day) venomous gift me? I wish I could be a bitch and do that with no regret but in fact I’m not. At least not anymore (again said). Nevertheless to be fair that’s why I’m thwarted the most. Not being able to act wholeheartedly and be a sorry-free legitimate bitch. I hate my scruples. and I honestly don´t know why I´m letting this go in english cause it scares me to write in english but I´m so twisted don´t really matter anymore if makes no sense what-so-ever. anyways. Maybe the guy isn´t even coming today. Oh just heard it over the news some dude in Nebraska killed indiscriminately again.this time the opening fire hit the mall... (I bet he smiled the whole way). I guess I´ll go with the 24. Ps- I cannot stop listening to "BREATHE by Anna Nalick” why? Ok I´ll just shut up and.

breathe.