Tuesday, May 26, 2009

you know

This town is empty. I can't make any connections here. the job has no consistent people, no consistent time, and I just want to cry cos i was alone for my birthday. a bottle of scotch. oh great, that'll help me get fucked up on my own. spent two hours shifting a couch on my own. the pizza guy had a hissy fit cos he thought i'd ordered a salad too. mum called eight times cos my cousins were being flooded in yamba. there were msgs and facebook msgs. and i'm really, really fucking alone right now and it's not good for me. posted by Keegan at 12:40 am

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