I admit that today has been the hardest day to cope with anything.
I work with teenaged young idiots who rather party and talk during there shift and get out later than get it done and over with so we can just go home and party faster.
UGH.
&&
I miss my baby so much that I dont even wanna talk to anyone
or yet leave my room.
I dont wanna eat.
I dont wanna sleep.
I just wanna smoke theese damn cigarettes that Im supposed to be quitting before september.
Its all I think about.... and I cant get my mind off it.

My baby than tells me its okay, think happy thoughts.
Think about Jamaica.
I say thats the point baby, all I can think about IS JAMAICA.
And if its not Jamaica.
Its work and the dumb teenagers who are like 17 and managers and act like stupid 10 year olds.
PMS... I think so.
Thanks for letting me vent guys.