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Fall Of Cybertron II: Nemesis Prime

Once agian I am losing patience with this shit, It's not about it being a hobby anymore... It's still a pain in the ass and i will not lose another apartment because of some retard who is fucking ignorant... i can apologize but it will not happen agian, this is a fucking job and my income and that's all this motherfucker is and when i don't paid what i am supposed to and deserve and get told that i'll get paid later on is like wtf am i sitting around just doing this shit, the rewards and the stress levels ain't the same and being told to take stock as payment once agian is fucking pathetic, I am not responsible to cover someone else's visa bill, I have my own fucking bill's. I'm also frustrated that my son's belongings that were entrusted to your care are still MIA.. and the fucking Money to replace them isn't coming in... i am half tempted to take all this shit to a competetior and just make some money and walk away, that's the world I'm seeing right now. I have real fucking concerns in my fucking life to let this become a stressor or damage my life agian.... i'm just slowly getting fed up when i know i am seeing the ducket's pour in but i can't even get my agreed upon 20% and games are being played... I've already had asshole bosses... I run this supposed buisness, why the fuck am i getting the low end cut? because of someone's bad decisions? I got my own bad decision's to make. it will be interesting come July what the next step is. One day when I don't need this Gig anymore It will be a lot easier to walk away.... right now it's all i got and that's fucking sad commentary on my life... soon, very soon when private and personal battles are done with, i will have nothing but happiness telling someone to fuck off and walking away from this shit. The Price has been to high.

Current Mood: Angry.
Current Music: Eminem, Rock Bottom.
Chaos is what we've lost touch with. This is why it is given a bad name. It is feared by the dominant archetype of our world, which is Ego, which clenches because its existence is defined in terms of control.

Anybody remotely interesting is mad in some way or another...

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