So, this last week was the moviest week in my life... I moved things that were dangerously heavy. I even woke up at 7am on Saturday to go move stuff for my friend's boss and do things that I could barely do.
I wish that I could be like the cool kids because all the cool kids seem to fit in.
I wish that I could be like the cool kids.
Not really. Everyone should want to be like me. I went to the airport yesterday and missed a flight to Chicago and realized that I didn't want to move anymore and with the exception of moving stuff this morning have been bedridden.
I don't want to move. I don't want to think. I don't want. There are things that went down that I can't talk about this week unless I want to make my life more difficult, but that said let's just say that I went nights of little sleep. And I did a lot of stuff to put the past behind... where it belongs.
So, what I can talk about... is a tornado. A tornado is someone who comes in, takes control of your attention so you can't focus on anything, and while they are around things can only get worse and even though you think that something is better, the longer you let the tornado stick around, the worse things are bound to get.
Tornado.
Psychopath and business tactics. Good business gets paid after the work is done. Psycho business gets paid first, takes things apart, leverages that as well as the expensive nature of putting it back together right to take more things apart including your time, destroying your ability to reason. Soon, you find that you've lost everything, everything being all your money, all your time, all your sanity. This is probably the nature of a bunch of relationships.
Abusive.
Sexual innuendo.
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