The gallows
For some reason, this week feels harder than last week.
It’s my first day back at work today. I feel like I have zero patience. If I hated my job before, today feels like I’m walking to the fucking gallows. Utter torture.
That feeling I’ve had for the last few months about blowing up my life feels even more intense as the days go by.
Idk.
I’m trying to find things to feel positive about, but it’s proving rather difficult.
Time Bomb -Rancid
City of Angels -Distillers. Her voice is a perfect mood-match.