That would be too good to be true.
Holidays just feel like normal days.
Where everything sucks because you can't just have a good time and go watch fireworks with the one you love.
I hate holidays.
I work at Bass Hall now.
Start training on Saturday.
Relieved.
I miss the days I spent all my time with my dad.
Nothing ever went wrong.
Now I never see him and life is just SO awesome.
If you're reading, thanks. But it's none of my previous managers business what I write in here. And even if they know why should I care? My opinion on that place, which is pretty much fact, is not against the law.
Get over it.
I love my boyfriend.
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