BURNING

This is seriously the last straw. I don't know what's gonna make me understand, that Ivan Nivardo Torres does not give a flying fuck about me. How do I know this you ask? This is the UMPTEENTH time that he's made me feel like bacteria!! It's fucking ridiculous. I don't understand it. One day it's like perfection, and literally the next day; and sometimes even the same day...it goes sour. More like goes straight to SHIT!!! He's the biggest arrogant, ignorant, selfish ASSHOLE IVE EVER MET IN MY ENTIRE LIFE. WHY DO I STAY? Is your new question probably. WELL in order to leave FIRST OF ALL, I'd need somewhere to go. SECOND, also in order to go, I'd need a car. In order to get a car at all, I'd have to have a job, to save money. In order to have and keep a job, I'd have to be there everyday and get there on time or get there PERIOD. I'D HAVE TO HAVE A FUCKING CAR!!!! I'm stuck. Stuck in this fucking hell hole. No longer a somber 15 foot hole in the ground. A fucking burning, gross, disgusting unbearable, dirt hole in the ground. Sharing it with the world ugliest souled person. I've never been so tired of everything in my life.  

xo

The lovely manic.