04-14-2009, 03:37 PM
I'm getting ready to leave work, so that I can go to work at my other job.
Sometimes I wish I didn't have a second job, but then payday comes around.
Sometimes I wish I didn't have a second job, but then payday comes around.
What you know you can't explain, but you feel it. You've felt it your entire life, that there's something wrong with the world. You don't know what it is, but it's there, like a splinter in your mind, driving you mad.