For No Eyes
my name is _.

work

i’m quitting my job. i work way too much and never have time to sleep/study/eat/have a social life. i won’t have any money but that is the price you pay if you want to have a life. there are at least two nights a week where i just don’t go to sleep, sometimes three. i’m making the right decision.

plus, on top of the that, i’ve had just about enough of my coworkers. they are slackers, rude, and pieces of trash. they just talk shit and never do they’re work. my job is somewhat easy so they feel like they just don’t have to do anything.

fuck em all.

Posted on 27 September 2011
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