I fucking love

Working for 50 hours and getting paid for 36. Being called at 1030 and being told not to come in at 11 but to work 2 to 7. Or being told to work 2 to 9 then the day before having it changed to 4 til 9. Not knowing when I'm working until the day before. Having my hours cut when I say I can't work a certain day because I'll be in school. Not being able to work my other job cus my one boss keeps screwing me for hours because he's understaffed as fuck and I'm the only one who knows how to do my job. Fuck you Sam.

i would really love to die tonight

Quickly, quietly

god what the fuck

I wish something would go right for me. Seriously. I don't run a blog for a place to bitch about all the bad things that happen to me. I just talk about my life, which happens to be bad basically all the time.

Tonight my uncle tried to kill my brother. He choked him out and ripped off his shirt. My grandmother had to watch this. She almost passed out. My younger brother had to stop my older one from beating my uncle's car with a crowbar. My uncle isn't even sorry.

Over MONEY! My brother worked for him over the winter, and my uncle has owed him 500$ since december. He ignores my brother's calls and refuses to pay him. My brother had finally had enough. He needs the money because he is moving to Texas in a few months and needs to put the down payment on a townhouse. And this is what happens.

Fuck everything.