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Feb. 22nd, 2015 05:34 amFuck my life.
After my mother and son basically did a fucking intervention to make me call off work, pretty much insuring that I'll be fired?
A pipe valve - once connected to a long-gone washing machine - that was allegedly SHUT OFF EXPLODED in the hallway. Water is gushing into a huge tupperware container, as we speak.
I don't know what this thing is, or what to do. I certainly don't have money for a plumber or to put in new flooring or God only knows what. My socks are wet, and I have no heat, and I just feel like crying.
I hate my life and honestly, I'm done. It's too hard and there's just no joy in anything, anymore. And yeah, I'm just bitching, you know I won't do anything.
After my mother and son basically did a fucking intervention to make me call off work, pretty much insuring that I'll be fired?
A pipe valve - once connected to a long-gone washing machine - that was allegedly SHUT OFF EXPLODED in the hallway. Water is gushing into a huge tupperware container, as we speak.
I don't know what this thing is, or what to do. I certainly don't have money for a plumber or to put in new flooring or God only knows what. My socks are wet, and I have no heat, and I just feel like crying.
I hate my life and honestly, I'm done. It's too hard and there's just no joy in anything, anymore. And yeah, I'm just bitching, you know I won't do anything.
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