i just don't know what to do with myself
2008-05-11 6:15 p.m.
At her insistence, and for the fuck of it I applied to work on the island. Been having a hard time finding shit here full time so figured it was worth a shot. To my surprise they say I'm wanted at a coffee shop.
The feeling of wanting to go or not flips so drastically from day to day and I'm not used to that sort of thing. Some times I'm ready to pack up immediately and others I just want to say fuck it. Last night was a very "fuck it" kind of night.
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