I am sick of... ...

I am sick of socializing and making senseless conversation to people whom I do not even want to start a conversation with in the freaking first place.

I am sick of being judged by the way I look, the make-up I put, the clothes I wear and the shoes on my feet.

I am sick of waking up in the morning and think of what to do for the rest of the day.

I am sick of the irritating comments that my boyfriend will make, especially about me.

I am sick. And my boyfriend thinks that I need help.

I think I just need a f**king job to take up my bloody time...

My bf says " Dont worry about looking for a job, STROKE AND IT WILL COME" ;p