You're not the boss of me
Finally got to have dinner with mum tonight, and boy, I'm so tired.
You know what I hate you and your stupid words.
GO AWAY.
You're not the boss of me.
I've got so much to do, and when I won't be doing anything, I believe I deserve some rest.
Finally an explanation to my foul/frustrated/easily irritated mood for the past week.
It seems like no amount of physio and needles can put me in a good mood.
JAS
"I believe things happen for a reason. People change so that you can learn to let go, things go wrong so you can appreciate them when they're right, you believe lies so you eventually start to trust no one but yourself, & sometimes good things fall apart so better things can fall together."