![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
comments off for a reason
Who needs friends who never show
I'll tell you what you wanna know
I could have saved a broken heart
If I'd found out long ago
I'm just thinking about
Those lonely nights
When I waited for your call
'Til I found out all my friends were right
I didn't know you at all
I heard a rumour
They say you got a broken heart
Now it seems they're telling me
You've changed your wicked ways
But should I give you a second chance
Baby, I'm too afraid
So you realize what hurt you made
And the love you threw away
How can I forgive or soon forget
It's never gonna be the same
Oh my fucking god that book annoyed the shit out of me, not the book, I mean america has annoyed the shit out of me. it was resonating far too strongly and I wanted to cry, I mean, am I just going to have to leave Seattle, is a thought I've had, but clearly there's no fucking way you can get an apartment without a job, and vice versa, and it still doesn't solve the Insurance problem. I am so very annoyed that ADP isn't allowing shit until NEXT JUNE 15th unless, you know, I get married or something. What the hell? And in general I hate making under $20/hr, not that I should since this job is so stupid, but good lord. I have enough friends and stuff that I don't really care most of the time, but I have this stupid fucking pride which makes me ashamed any time I think of it. I grew up poor, way poorer than this, but I had nothing to compare it to. That's really the problem. I hate my friends who have real jobs but not as much as I hate my past self who had real jobs and now doesn't. When Things Were Good. And usually I think "well, i'll get a job soon" but Soon Never Happens and I get so frustrated that I don't know what the hell to do.
I'll tell you what you wanna know
I could have saved a broken heart
If I'd found out long ago
I'm just thinking about
Those lonely nights
When I waited for your call
'Til I found out all my friends were right
I didn't know you at all
I heard a rumour
They say you got a broken heart
Now it seems they're telling me
You've changed your wicked ways
But should I give you a second chance
Baby, I'm too afraid
So you realize what hurt you made
And the love you threw away
How can I forgive or soon forget
It's never gonna be the same
Oh my fucking god that book annoyed the shit out of me, not the book, I mean america has annoyed the shit out of me. it was resonating far too strongly and I wanted to cry, I mean, am I just going to have to leave Seattle, is a thought I've had, but clearly there's no fucking way you can get an apartment without a job, and vice versa, and it still doesn't solve the Insurance problem. I am so very annoyed that ADP isn't allowing shit until NEXT JUNE 15th unless, you know, I get married or something. What the hell? And in general I hate making under $20/hr, not that I should since this job is so stupid, but good lord. I have enough friends and stuff that I don't really care most of the time, but I have this stupid fucking pride which makes me ashamed any time I think of it. I grew up poor, way poorer than this, but I had nothing to compare it to. That's really the problem. I hate my friends who have real jobs but not as much as I hate my past self who had real jobs and now doesn't. When Things Were Good. And usually I think "well, i'll get a job soon" but Soon Never Happens and I get so frustrated that I don't know what the hell to do.