I stole the SIM card out of a friend’s cheap phone. I use it every now and then to post stuff about the slut that I am. I cheated on my newer boyfriend who is a chef with the town mutt and es conquest. He’s gross but so is my cook boyfriend. He’s a chef really but makes good money which is all I care about.
I fake almost everything I do for money or control. I feel nothing inside and haven’t since I was a teen. I’m a freak yet I hide behind me children for anhe cure to get out of something. They don’t even live with me and I do it. I just don’t think.
I steal drugs or have stooen drugs from my places of employment yet always get hired again because the field is so limited. We burn out early annd the pay is so bad. All the death and all. I just can’t take it but I do bad things and simply don’t care hoping I feel something from them but I go on and on and the hole is never filled. I’m evil. I’m pathetic but at least I still look good for a woman in her mid 40s with a drug habit.
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