Jon (j_b) wrote,

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WHY the FUCK can't I handle something when I've got the time to do it?

WHY do I need to be fucking baby-sat to get anything done?

It would seem that Providence is throwing me small favours, and when I get to the verge of breakdown point and start making plans for failure, things are turning out less bad than I necessarily thought.

This is taking years off my life and turning my hair grey, though.

Fuck. Fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck.
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