I hate my job.

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Is so fucking stupid.

I want a baby.

For absolutely no reason at all.

I haven’t done that in so long that its becoming depressing. I’m such a happy person but, deep down I don’t feel right. Even on my days off, I’m not fully relaxed. It’s like I always have to be doing something and pleasing others.

It’s not selfish right? Idk…. I just need time to reflect.

And I spilled…. My glasses.

And then this girl looked and me and said look at this drunk person.

I wish I was passionate about more things.