fuck it

i'm fuckin tired. of everything. i feel like i'm being weird to friends. and by weird, i mean a dick. why am i dick to my friends? i have no fucking clue. i hate my fucking job. i'm not fond of anything atm. i hate having my alone time b/c it's lonely. i don't know. the previous sentence has been uttered too many times by me. and i wanna stop. b/c i do know. i just don't wanna face it. and this is nothing to take serious. i'm just having my brain fart all over this keyboard. i mean it's possible to be a bit serious. but not to where it's questionable. i just need to get out of this funk. how the fuck did the ceo of my workplace get to his position? greed. well... that was easy. huh... i need to stop being at this job. i feel like it's eating away at myself. this isn't me. fucking seriously? how did i get shit on this bad? oh wait, i know this one too. not fucking standing up for myself. again. when will i learn? eh, when i feel like i'm adequate and have something to offer. but i am and i do! i just need to... get with it.