i'm sitting at work, trying to figure out what i'm doing here.
Marcus wants me to move to NYC. Do I want that? I dont know.
I'm content being mediocre, he admits that to home making money is above all else.
i'm deffinitely getting sick or randy and his passive aggressiveness.
i wish i knew what i wanted out of life.
i just want.... something
i want out of my parents house... AAAHHHH!!!!!
I wish I took the place Ali had while i had the chance.
moms annoyed with me bc i didnt finish painting.
i'm so tired.