For those of you who don't know I recently resigned from my job, TA-DA!!! This is what people expect me to say after I say this, people are shocked, like i was a permanent fixture at that tacky store, that's partly why i left, so let me say This about That I was so sick of my fucking job and old, caddy, menopausal women I wanted to slit my wrists, literally, Its the reason I started drinking So much, I hate design right now, if you see me on the street don't ask me a design question or you may cause me to start drinking again, I went to a party tonight and I spoke with two kinds of people 1-Caddy Bitches and 2-people who clearly don't know me very well and didn't know any better.
Some dumb bitch works at a furniture store that is always on the verge of bankruptcy and she proceeded to tell me she had the best quarter of her life, this year, Bitch please I'm not stupid, were in a recession, and i can see the stress of your lies in your wrinkles and you've got a bad bleach job, I spit on her tacky shoes and walked away, example 2 a guy I dated for 2 minutes a couple years ago told me i hoped i was happy, which i am, and that he just wanted me to be a designer and be happy, was he fucking kidding me, did he hear a word i said, I hate design, Im sick of it, Im happy not having a stressful job, however I liked him more that the tacky bitch so i hugged him let myself out of the party and deleted his number,
People don't understand me, I have COMPLETELY changed who I am in the last year and i don't know these people anymore, and they don't know me, I was never the person they think I was, is it my fault? am I that good at putting on a show? or was i that messed up, i had some need to impress them?
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