For the first time in 8 years, I drag going to work. I hate the tiring emotional war game and never ending ego hunger. I am tired and disappointed and I cried in office when no one was around. My tear can't stop and I do not understand why.
Thank God for the BKK trip, I needed the getaway so badly and Bitch, thanks for accompanying for the day and the drinking session.
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