Monday Sucks

And God help you if you are an ugly girl
'Course too pretty is also your doom
'Cause everyone harbors a secret hatred
For the prettiest girl in the room
And God help you if you are a phoenix
And you dare to rise up from the ash


You're aching, you're breaking
And I can see the pain in your eyes
Says everybody's changing
And I don't know why

Woke up in a foul mood this morning...not sure why...maybe I should quit drinking.
Not really sure why I’m not in the same enlightened place I was yesterday...I wrote a little “what if” story, did my candle-lighting affirmation and then woke up thinking about all the money I’m going to have to spend this week. Money, yeah, that’s what I should be trying to manifest!

It is time to quit whining over what my life would have been like if my mom hadn’t been such a greedy selfish bitch and make the necessary changes for myself.

I have a lot of work to finish today and have to go buy a new phone so my creditors and my mother can call me every day and make me feel guilty. I just screamed at the cat and now I have to face that cruel horrible beast that comes out of me every once in a while.

There should be some way to get out of this. Some way to get my mind to a better place. Maybe it’s hormones...my breasts feel way too big today. Hahaha! If only.... My joints feel achy so it must be biological. Some weird chemical imbalance.

I hate Mondays!!!! Long live Bob Geldof!

Long Live Father Jack!!!