I’m so f****** lost. Lost over you. Lost in my life. Hopeless about the future. Sad about the past. In pain in the present.
Guess the cops and security of Oshawa can’t pick on people their own size and stuff?
Very tough seeming
I hate Linkedin and modern society. I want a job, you want an employee. Here’s what I can do. Will you hire me? Yes/no. It used to be that easy and it still should be like that. I hate all the b******* and extra steps attached to modern life.
