Lately, I have a crush on venting.
So, here I go.
It’s a damn shame that people sit around and do things to hurt others on purpose.
Especially when it’s so obvious, yet there’s no communication about it all.
It wouldn’t be so lame if it weren’t every single day, directly in your face. But it, is.
I feel like I’m 13 all over again.
Taking a deep breath. Making an evaluation and letting it go.
At this point, it’s all I can do. No use beating a dead horse.
again and again and again and again.
In other venting news: 4 hour shifts and working til 11pm puts me in a grumpy mood.